Can I call myself a writer yet? I mean, I seriously wrote a book, didn't I? I still can't believe it... I finally finished the motherfucker. (And I can tell you with 100% certainty I'm not gonna swallow my words this time either... major rewrites are done. Any comments I get, well, that's final touches level, as far as I'm concerned...)

So I'm now ( Read more... )

I've been misnumbering my posts in the 400's (instead of the 500's) since January... XD Also trying to update my profile information, as I haven't since 2006...:-x ( Read more... )

So I can take this frickin' math test and register for classes! Oh, and Monday I need to go to ARC and get my transcripts for the ONE class I took there forwarded.. and I guess Sac State needs a more official high school transcript than the one I gave them, so I need to stop by Choices while I'm out that way too (will prolly hit St. Vincent de Paul ( Read more... )

"Images Seen Through a Passing Car Window". 31 poems. 80 pages. 6000 words. Four years of work. Finally FINISHED.

Who wants to read it?

(And yes, Butterfly Boucher is officially the soundtrack for this book...)