So the time has come. It’s finally National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) in T-minus a few hours and I’ve been anxiously anticipating its arrival. I only discovered this latest writing epidemic a few years back when I was too crazy over my senior comprehensive to really give it the time and dedication that it truly deserved. But now I’m pulling up my boot straps and … Continue reading And So It Begins!
During my abandonment of the cyber world these past few months, I was off having professional experiences. Yay me. At some point, I had a passing conversation with a bunch of my fellow coworkers. It was a mundane conversation, the filler type, but we had it nonetheless and for the life of me, I didn’t understand why it continued to flit around in my brain … Continue reading Parking Space
So I left. I dropped off of the face of this cyber planet and I return now to tell my tale. No, it’s nothing so daring and adventurous but, honestly, it kind of is. At least, it is/was for me. If you didn’t garner enough information from my last posts, then let me assure you my life has changed drastically in the last seven months. … Continue reading Hiatus
One of my best friends recently got a new addition… no, not a baby – a tattoo. For the sake of keeping the nosey cyber public at bay, I’ll refer to my close friend as Wilberta. After all, she lives in a big city and I’d hate to get an angry phone call that some freaky blog stalker asked her to pull her shirt up … Continue reading Drawing a Novel
I don’t have the guts or the misguided enthusiasm anymore to call it research, so I’ll level with you and call a spade a spade. During my, now, very regular bouts of procrastination I tend to stumble upon more blogs than my poor humanoid brain should ever have to try to comprehend in one sitting. During one of these… let’s go with lapses, I discovered an amazing blogger, writer, … Continue reading The Good Stuff
Starting anything is usually both equally daunting and exciting all at once. So why would I, ever in a million years, assume that blogging would be any different? I used to actively blog in my dramatic pre-teen and even more melodramatic teen years, when I thought everything I said, did, and even, well, thought was the height of importance. Then, later, when I was forced into accepting … Continue reading La Première (The First)