for my story. I have tweaked and finagled, ripped and replaced thousands of words and I still don't like my chapter four. I finally asked a friend to look at it and give me some ideas. It all just feels too expositiony for me, but when one person is lying in a hospital bed and the other isn't, it doesn't leave much room for action. And I've looked ( Read more... )

I keep meaning to update, but since I usually do that at work it hasn't been happening. Busy, busy bee and I like it, but it kinda cuts down on the posting rate ( Read more... )

I keep meaning to write at least one small thing a day. Just as a record for myself of the small things that make my life what it is and as a way of letting folks into my life a little more. I tend to write angstful posts of what seems like major life roadblocks that turn out later to be just minor dog doo-doo to be wiped off the sole of my shoe ( Read more... )