I thought I'd be left with nothing. But now, despite the blank space, I feel more fulfilled than ever.
This spot I own in Manhattan holds the key to many a door deep within.
No need to force a good news story into place, better to let it just run its course.
31 days to transform the future with the news stories of my past.
Back(side) to the drawing board, I suppose.
Twenty-two thousand words later, I'm fairly certain I will complete my goal. My first draft is well underway with a story that's at least going somewhere. I'd consider the plot points "ham-fisted," as I'm just trying to get the words out. There's a million more things I could be doing to delve deeper into these … Continue reading #NaNoWriMo week two recap
What I've learned writing 1,700 words a day, and where else I'll let a story take me.
His name was Jesse*. I met him in fifth grade. Today is his birthday. And I loved him.
Is it really so bad to enjoy my homegrown pigpen when no one else is looking?