Monday, April 6, 2009

the solitude of my silent suffering

it's been a while since we waded through the swamps of my tortured teenage mindhere's another one from my younger self try not to suffer through the silence of my solitude…                                                                       1990

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Friday, April 3, 2009

writing is hard

Writing is hard or easy, depending on the day. Sometimes when I'm working on a scene, I can see the whole thing in my mind as if it was a movie. I can see the trees or the house. I can hear the characters talking to one another. Then it's cake. I just start typing […]

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