Writing is a part of me. Like my tailbone or unibrow.
Category: ness writes about writing
this bookish thing
The co-worker wouldn't have appreciated being grabbed and told 'so, there was this bridge and this Dauphin and this duke and ohmergosh THEY ACTUALLY DIDN'T HAVE PEACEFUL INTENTIONS AT ALL!'
an afternoon writing
I aimed to reach the lofty heights of 5,000 words but ‘Soldiers Coming Home’ videos made me blubber like a baby and miss my word count. Oops.
tenses: a conversation with myself
"I should just write poems," you say, staring at the gloomy wasteland of your decaying future.
Books and Monstrosities [February’s Flutters]
I can't spell February. It's a really awkward word and is off my 'what I'll name children/pets/inanimate objects' list. (Rejoice, Future Thingies! I've spared you a lifetime of misspellings!) Also: I'm sorry, but this post is a little long. I planted the seeds and boom! the words just leapt upwards. books read The Huntress of… Continue reading Books and Monstrosities [February’s Flutters]