Gold-painted monster truck tire becomes excellent planter. #Nebraska #writing #residency
In middlebury VT. #writing #blwc16
Just on a hayride as you do. #blwc16 #writing
Sunset at #breadloaf last night. #blwc16 #writing
My #fugue came! So glad to have a piece of short fiction in this very cool mag. #writing
Still #writing away at @ragdale. Working on new novella project.
Working on short stories here at @ragdale. Spring, you finally showed up! #writing
Doing some #writing today here at @ragdale.
The novel editing begins. #writing
I’ve been frantically busy the past month, readers. The summer was supposed to allow time for relaxation, but with visits from friends and relatives, a few major milestones, travel to and from home, and weekend adventures…well, you know the drill. Somewhere in mid-July you look up from your computer or from your car’s steering wheel as if in a dream, wondering the cliché: where did the time go?
As long as we do raise our heads, though, there’s hope for us yet. For the first time in millennia, I looked up today and realized I had time — time to think, time to write, time to work on the career side of my writing. I looked into sending stories a few places, realizing that my pipeline of submissions had become woefully depleted. I thought seriously about the three or four stunted half stories that are currently languishing in my notebook. It wasn’t yet work; but it was where work always begins, in the thinking, in the itch to write again.