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I’m sitting here in my newly cleaned office. I can smell the gooshy cat food I gave my fuzzballs earlier this evening and I can hear my mother blowing her nose downstairs. I may or may not be avoiding getting … Continue reading
There are faces and names and they swim in and out. I think descriptions at them to try and keep them separate in my head. So many have children. So many have hopes. So many have lives. We all have … Continue reading
ABANDON ALL HOPE YE WHO ENTER HERE is scrawled in blood red lettering on the side of the Chemical Bank near the corner of Eleventh and First and is in print large enough to be seen from the backseat of … Continue reading
Is editing re-writing, re-imagining, or just a stabbing and draining of words?
She said, “We knew that it would soon be over, and so we put it all into a poem, to tell the universe who we were, and why we were here, and what we said and did and thought and … Continue reading
Today was technology. I’m amazed and fascinated by the perseverance of stories, and the way that technology continues to bring stories to us as people. I love books, I really love the way books smell and feel. But I mostly … Continue reading
She had read that word, ergo, in a novel she’d been reading. That was the first time she had used it. She wasn’t sure if she’d used it right, but it felt good. —Colin Meloy/Wildwood
The protagonist works in a government office, and I’m pretty sure his job is to rewrite words. Whenever a new history is written, the old histories all have to be thrown out. In the process, words are remade, and the … Continue reading
Old books. New ideas. Lots of words. First day of the year. You can begin anything anytime, it is all terribly arbitrary, but I plan on beginning today.
Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you all for all your fantastic marvelous, wonderful words!!! I have written them on my little cards and put them in my pickle word jar. I am certain they will be put to … Continue reading