I’ll have to post my essay on change later. Remember the house that makes me crazy? It ate WIP #3 (the finished cut), along with a handful of other writings (farewell lil’ jump drive). Slow, deep breaths…I love my house. I love my house. Breathe.
Ahh…I’ve spent the last two weeks house sitting for friends. They have a large, three story house with an external wood burning stove. It’s almost ten miles outside of TC and quite isolated. There are no cats, no school buses, no piles of books/clothes/magazines laying around. It is the antithesis of my house. I have […]
As the winter blows by, I’ve been wondering if I should branch out in the writing world. I mean, right now it feels like I spend a lot of time with my work, but there’s not a lot of publishing happening, and what is published appears in the same two periodicals. Sure, I have the […]