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“Everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.” Sylvia Plath
About Me
Writing is how I communicate to myself, and thus to others. When I capture a thought, secure it, label it, define it, interpret it, I can finally master it. As E.M. Forster said in a completely unrelated context, "How can I know what I think until I see what I say?"
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- Mom's 47th.
- Possession by A.S. Byatt
- On going from Riverside to the river side.
- Pilgrim at Tinker Creek by Annie Dillard
- Dusty, crusty, rusty, and musty no more.
- Oh, but my lead was so good: "Beautiful days aren'...
- Summer to-do list.
- Hey dilly, dilly.
- Waiting for the Barbarians by J.M. Coetzee
- Give me an inch, we'll take a yard.
- The English Patient by Michael Ondaatje
- Into the wild. Mostly for the mild temps.
- Deserting our routine.
- The first Steinbeck passage I've ever wanted to co...
- East of Eden by John Steinbeck
- The Road by Cormac McCarthy
- Second novel in my modern-day lit foray.
- I have not had a period of extended free time this...
- She's right. Before we decry the denigration of th...
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