I was four when my first plan went wrong. My room was dark and I was supposed to be asleep. I was jumping on my bed. The mattress slid sideways, a corner of it almost touched the floor. My effort to push the mattress back up failed. So I started from the beginning. I dragged …
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This made me laugh. And I like to laugh. I found this over at Rachelle Gardner's blog, which has lots of good writerly information. Her blog I found over at Writtenwrydd's blog. This Internet just never bloody ends, does it?
Rabbits, Writing, and Corpses
"I saw the bobcat by the shed. I think it's here because of the rabbits," my dad said the other day. "There aren't as many rabbits around now." "Do you remember when I tried to hide rabbits in my closet, Dad?" We have never talked about those rabbits. "Sure," he said. "That bobcat is big. …
running around loose with 50 grand
I hated Brownies, Girl Scouts, and Girls' Club. After-school clubs, organizations, or whatever you were supposed to join to add sparkle to your college application--no. And sororities? They scared the hell out of me. Anything that comes with a cheer is instant soul-sucking death. I might have shortened my life expectancy by going to a …
The inevitable excerpt…
For better or worse, I've been participating in NaNoWriMo once again. And so... here is an excerpt of The Memory Kiss.
False Advertising Me
"Can I buy you a drink?" he asked me. He was at least 45. I was 22. He wore a suit and gold watch. I was wearing what my friends called the pocket dress--because you could fold it up and put it in your pocket. I was also wearing a hot pink jacket and hot …
Hold on for dear life.
The night of our first date, I watched for him out my bedroom window. He parked on the street which was silvery with earlier rain. A couple house down, he crossed the street at an angle, his long coat making him look far more romantic and heroic than he could ever possibly be. The coat …
It is all in the numbers.
Isabel Allende begins every novel she writes on January 8th. Lots of hopeful writers begin their first novel on November 1st thinking that 30 days and 50 thousand words will tell a story. Julia Cameron says to write 3 morning pages a day to reach far enough into your creativity. Joseph Wambaugh says he writes …
This thing doesn’t drive itself.
I came out of the bookstore, walked around the truck, unlocked the door, and got in. I waited there in the passenger seat. Then I realized I'd gone shopping on my own and had driven myself. Ah. I glanced around to see if anyone was looking, got out of the truck, walked back around, and …
Bachelors and Books
He was a Cosmo Bachelor-of-the-Month. My friend, M., had snagged a date with one of those men featured by Cosmo magazine. He was a surgeon and he'd picked her letter out of hundreds. The night of their date was the same night M., I, and our undergrad had planned to go see Toni Morrison speak. …
Marta Bacon 