That’s 66,000 words of pure, unedited garbage.
Remember my list? Let’s check it twice.
I wrote this and don’t really know what to do with it. It’s a love poem, of course.
Place is an important part of this novel.
A short update on life, the WIP, and my emotional state.
The month is young!
It’s time to start planning for NaNoWriMo.
This piece was published in 2013 in Burningword Literary Journal. I have it linked on my Poetry page, but it looks like you need an account on that website to see this now. So, here you go! On the commute homethe clouds form a tableatop four grain silos,each grand, different. It reminds me of you.Continue reading “Poem: Farmland”
Life is busy. I’m happy I got so much done and started carving out a routine for myself.