tired…
weekdays suck. okay, maybe that’s a little extreme. but still, some nights, when I get home, I just feel like I’m living my life in little circles. time to do some writing, I guess.
in which I write about stuff
weekdays suck. okay, maybe that’s a little extreme. but still, some nights, when I get home, I just feel like I’m living my life in little circles. time to do some writing, I guess.
I just got off the phone with my friend Kat (who, alas, doesn’t have a blog); she’s taking a writing class at the UW extension, which she’s really enjoying, and she shared this technique for writing, or rather for organizing writing. first, you break your piece (novella or novel) into scenes. then you create a [...]
it really is…the sun is shining through enormous fluffly grey-white clouds, and this morning I went out onto the front step to wave off C. as he biked to a local bakery to get pasteries for breakfast this morning and a baguette to go with dinner, and everywhere birds were chirping. the grass is green [...]