Did anyone else feel that deep, collective breath of relief yesterday as NaNoWriMo ended? Washington state is in one of the last time-zones before the date line, so I usually end up finishing my novel with the last of the last. Fortunately, I clocked in at 50,132 around 4pm on the 30th. Home for Thanksgiving… Continue reading Post-NaNoWriMo
I thought I would share a few of my favorite quotes from Travels with a Donkey, since I’ve been traveling and reading the pocket version my father gave me for my birthday. The Victorian Robert Louis Stevenson is one of my favorite authors from my favorite time periods, and I still think Dr. Jekyll and… Continue reading Travels with a Donkey: Wisdom from Robert Louis Stevenson
I bet you didn’t even know that there was a Hat Creek Radio Observatory because Hat Creek is just about the tiniest place in the world, outside of Redding along highway 89. Out in Shasta County, that little almost-town has a radio observatory right in the middle of an itty-bitty valley, just outside of the… Continue reading Hat Creek Radio Observatory
Yesterday, I walked two miles through suburbia to catch a bus to Seattle, then another that took me to Portland, and then another that took me right to the Albany train station. From there, I walked half a mile to Swanson Park where I played on the swings and laid in the grass until my… Continue reading Adventures Begin in a Whirlwind
Ergo, I present my Sonnet 104: Following your heart is too glamorized As if it is mysterious and wild To speak a name your mouth has memorized To wander with the whimsy of a child To the doorstep you have always dreamed of. All it can do is take you to the same Smile, the… Continue reading Mondays Need More Love Poems
I think it’s funny how the scientists think they’re the ones that discovered that. Einstein had a big revelation that forced him to question the nature of spacetime as we knew it then, and lo and behold, he figured out that time was not inelastic, not rigid, not uniform…it was relative. Any artist from the… Continue reading Time Has Always Been Relative
(Photo from Kerry Park by Brian Kasey) I live in Seattle. I’ve always lived in Seattle. I know Seattle. It’s gotten to the point where, as much as I love Seattle, the city just kind of bores me. What is there to do that I haven’t done a hundred times before? I live out in… Continue reading A Tourist in My Home Town
England is a very long ways away from you when you live in Seattle. I’m used to being in different timezones for everything of any importance. My online school was based in New Hampshire, as was my literary agency, so I’m used to being three hours behind the curve. England is eight hours away though,… Continue reading Time Differences
Another poem, one of my favorites, actually. I wrote this back in high school. If you get it, let me know. All these years later, I still have no idea what it’s about. Time Zones I once flew for six hours to Morocco Just to get two hours ahead, But when I arrived… Continue reading Time Zones
I told myself that I would write you all a charming blog about NaNoWriMo’s Night of Writing Dangerously last Sunday, but I’ll be honest, I’m just not feeling up to it. I can’t remember the last time I felt like I had so much on my plate. I just got home Wednesday after traveling for… Continue reading Night of Writing Dangerously, and the Aftermath of THAT
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