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I feel something as the clouds gather and the wind picks up. I can sense the storm in myself. It is not a bad thing. It does not hold destruction, instead it holds promise. It is the promise of the continuation of the new story which I put down not long after it began.Externally, it is a preview of the rainy season. I don't particularly like the rainy season. I don't like the gray and the damp,

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Aw, screw it. Who am I kidding here? I guess I can't maintain two blogs right now. I would like to, because it would allow me to separate things. It would allow me to pretend that certain inconvenient truths are just not part of my life, but I'm begining to think that my periodic need to do that is a big part of my problem. I need to have all my 'stuff', all my zoo animals, in one place and they

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For some reason, there is often something interesting going on in the sky over this particular house. I would like to think that this photo represents the heavens lavishing light and love on the little dwelling.

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Two excerpts from my 2006 Nano attempt. Though each comes from a different scene, to me they are quite related. A particularly upsetting nightmare made me drop this thing like a hot potato. I pasted the nightmare in at the bottom of this entry. I don't want to pick up this story, but I might be keeping some aspects of the character for the new work. I'm not sure yet. I'm still kind of mulling

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I have been silently hopping around to various writer's blogs recently. I noticed that many writers write about the physical environment in which they create. Most environments seem important to the writer, and most are favorite offices, nooks, desks, chairs, etc. This makes perfect sense to me. I like an environment that feels comfortable, and my physical surroundings are generally very

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Day: Cruisin'. Nirvana cranked up loud.Sunset.rest well, dear...Evening: An inspiring, one-sided encounter in a public parking lot.Night: Another note to self --"All crew members report for duty. The Captain has had an epiphany and she will be retiring to the holodeck shortly. The First Officer will be assuming command of the ship. All crew members will now report for duty."It happened! It

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A song on the radio made me think of some of my favorite fictional characters recently. I love these characters, I really do, but after I lost the stomach for that particular story, I realized more about what the problem was. There was intense conflict, but I lost faith in a palatable resolution. This story and its characters were left lacking. Yes, they were really backed into a corner and I

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Today has been a day of nervous anxiety. I channeled it into cleaning up some things that I have been procrastinating. Last week was a productive one. I am beginning to see a little bit of light at the end of the tunnel of overwhelm. That's a good thing because I still have a story banging around in my head. I have even discussed it with my husband (a very honest critic!) and he likes it. I even

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The two photos below are inseparable to me. They belong together. I took them last spring, but they will never be old. Not really. I was inspired to post them here today by this post here.Time is a favorite topic of mine in a love/ hate kind of way. Sometimes it bothers me that I end up, usually inadvertently, writing so much about it. Especially since it is such an abstract concept.

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I got this Meme, 'The Writer', from Marie at Deep Thinker. Thanks, Marie.What’s the last thing you wrote?A short story about two lovers and a decision they make on the possible eve of apocalypse.Was it any good?I think so.What’s the first thing you wrote that you still have?A poem that wouldn't let me sleep until I got up and wrote it down. I had no idea what it meant until fifteen years

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I've been on an extended hiatus from fiction writing. The stirrings have come and gone, but they are quite pronounced now. There is a feeling that comes to roost before the writing must begin. Any naturally inclined fiction writer who has taken any kind of leave probably knows what I'm talking about. The inner nagging started a few weeks before NaNoWriMo back in November, but I wasn't really

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