Day 171
Welcome to Day 171 of quarantine…at least for me and my partner. That’s 5 ½ months of isolation as we haven’t left our house expect to drive the car and recharge its battery every few weeks. Not even to grocery Read More…
The State of the Union
Look at those last lines in this poem by Nikki Giovanni. I don’t think / I’m allowed / to kill something / because I am / frightened.” Powerful. I’ve started, stopped, erased, rewritten, and pondered on this post many times Read More…
Directly Proportional to Cats
Productivity, or writing productivity in my case, is these days directly proportional to my cats. I swear, it is! Writing and Cats–the struggle is real. I have a plan. I have a schedule. I even have a time sheet. Time Read More…
I Hate Moving, Except When It’s Pretty
I figured it was time for a moving update… We spent two days moving into our temporary housing, which is longer than it should ever take someone to move into a furnished place. We’d load up as much as would Read More…
Water, water everywhere
Water, water everywhere and nary a drop to drink… I mean that literally because our kitchen is currently inaccessible. While I was away at Cascade Writers’ Workshop this past weekend, the condo unit above us had a hot water heater Read More…
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