To begin this year’s NaBloPoMo, I am going to do something I’ve never done before: formulate a picture of the person I am trying to reach. Of my typical reader. Of you.
Hi, you.
I Write To Understand. I Write To Stop Time
To begin this year’s NaBloPoMo, I am going to do something I’ve never done before: formulate a picture of the person I am trying to reach. Of my typical reader. Of you.
Hi, you.
Today, this article about protecting your writing time really spoke to me. The author of this article was also a parent and lived “a highly regimented life,” as I often feel I do, and didn’t feel like they had time to write after being done with responsibilities.
I am starting a writer’s notebook.
Shortly after undergrad, I worked for the Missouri Public Interest Research Group – MO-PIRG. It’s a left wing political action group, and I was a door canvasser. That was in ’04, and since it was an election year, I also did some voter registration.
I was livin’ life, man.
Time for a share your world! How would you answer these questions??
If you wanted to de-clutter where you live, what room / space would you start with? (And why, if you’re feel like admitting to it.)
Ooh… It would be a bedroom or personal work room, if I had one. The time I spend in there would be especially rejuvenating because it would be clean and my introverted self would have some time to recharge.
What happens when life goes on?

In the movie Say Anything, the protagonists’ best friend talks to him the morning after their graduation party, and she greets him, voice quivering, with: “Well, I’m single now. Everything’s changed. I hate it.”
That’s how I want to greet you today:
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When did I stop touching all the plants that I pass?
When did I stop spending long periods of time examining the world above me?
Hello friends! It’s time to share your world again! I’m actually a little late to this game this week, maybe barely getting it in, but I’m about to move and so things are getting hectic. Share your answers with me or better yet, with the original poster!
Have you ever owned a rock, pet rock, or gem that is not jewelry?

If we were having coffee, you would want to hear about Tortuga, the pirate festival I went in Oregon last weekend. I can’t tell you about this without giving you the context of the weekend, which a friend came out to visit with us.
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