it's a convoluted mess
April. Apparently. We woke up to snow this morning and everything covered in white. By lunchtime it was over and melted and the sun was trying to shine. This has been the weirdest winter season we’ve had that I can remember. Technology is making me crabby. No, no. More than usual. …) Feedly doesn’t show ALT text for images that don’t load in an RSS feed. So there is no indication that there should be… Keep reading…Just keeps spinning round…
Minnesota Weather Update: IT SNOWED. Like, measurable snowfall. It was probably three inches at most, but the snow removal company had to actually come out and shovel and plow for the first time this entire season. I heard shoveling around bedtime and looked outside and there were so many dudes with shovels, there was practically one in every driveway on our patch of street. Usually it’s one or two doing front steps while the truck… Keep reading…Cut through the darkness…
I didn’t make a single post in the month of May and we’re already approaching the end of June. Generally in the long stretches between posts, I start, revisit, abandon, and/or delete half a dozen drafts trying to come up with something to write that doesn’t make me want to bang my head against the wall. This time around… I don’t think I even really opened WordPress. I’ve barely been writing anything. I started this… Keep reading…Caught in a one-way street…
I don’t know who wrote the code for MS Word’s spelling and grammar check, but I’m pretty sure they don’t actually know anything about grammar. Or spelling. Dictionary words are quite frequently not in Word’s dictionary. Do you have any idea how many times I write grammer before I spell it grammar? THANKS, ANDY. *ahem* I type “Is it true?” Word tries to convince me it’s supposed to be “Am it true?” NO, WORD, it… Keep reading…See the future…
I can write pages and pages of dialogue (and the occasional narrative) and find most of it to be crap. Or what I perceive as crap. Somebody else might think it’s okay. Then I go back and read, and reread…and reread…and then something stands out that I actually like and it sticks in my brain and I find myself wondering, “Why can’t it ALL be like that?” But I guess I’ll take what I can… Keep reading…Forget about yesterday by tomorrow…
My senior year of high school I started writing a story I eventually titled Chances Are. I put a lot of work into planning it, but I didn’t make too much progress on the actual writing. Then I graduated from high school, quit my job at Menards, and spent five months on a hiatus from productivity. In those fives months, I worked on that story. I wrote. I planned. I spent time working on it… Keep reading…Chances Are…