I haven't worked on the novel very much lately- what with going down to Melbs/house stress etc. I think it was a tad too ambitious to try for NaNo this year, though I'll probably do it again next year with less stuff on my back. Anyway, this morning I decided, despite my initial plans, to go to Bardelis for coffee and a writing session. As I was
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thanks for sharing
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I do wish that I lived in Victorian England sometimes though. I think I would write exactly what I'm working on at the moment, then dress up as a man and go to a publishing company with it :) On the way home I'm sure I would walk through Whitechapel, and wink at hookers and maids, and say things like 'Wotcher' all the time.
Just my flight of fancy for the morning. It's ever so dull in an office with no windows :)
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weeping, laps cold water.
Everyone wishes she felt better.
Stephen always watches you;
Marian watches you, beloved;
William watches you always.
You are so young!
You should not ever cry!
You dropped your earring:
a dropped earring behind the water cooler,
a dropped earring on oak flooring;
a shell on your left ear
(Eleanor marry me).
and your right ear's bare.
By Annie Dillard.
Just made me think of it...unconnected to you I know.
Remember that Emily Dickinson wrote most of her poetry in her small four walled room.
Have a good day,
xoxoxo
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