Just under eight hours until NaNoWriMo starts. Commence panicking…now.
Depending on how quickly I can write this post, there are approximately 83 hours left until the sheer chaos and madness of November rolls into town. If you are anything like me, that can only mean that NaNoWriMo is just around the corner. Continue reading
I’m now offering editing services on the side, for anyone interested. I expect that I will be working mostly with students, but I will also provide editing for business documents, manuscripts, and well, anything you need an editor to do.
Check out the separate site for it here! Let me know if you think I should add anything or take anything away.
…but I signed up once again for NaNoWriMo. This will be my fifth year, and I will probably–quite possibly–die as a result. 😛 Work plus commuting by bus plus grad school plus NaNo? Hoo boy…
At least I have a bunch of writing buddies who are being crazy with me, right? If you want to join in the fun, throw caution to the wind! Join in the literary abandon! And add me as a writing buddy (Gears_n_Cogs)! Let’s be writerly together. 🙂
This summer, Mr. Dormouse and I decided that we needed to cut our expenses as much as we could so that we would be able to adjust our budget and pay off our student loans faster. For a couple of weeks, we fiddled with our budget spreadsheet, and I suggested that we get rid of one of our two cars. It made sense at the time, since we were working (and commuting) together, and that way we would cut down even more on gas, maintenance, and car insurance. “It will be an easy adjustment!” I said, smiling brightly. It was…and it wasn’t…
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I visited an Anglican church for the first time on Sunday. Having grown up in a charismatic, evangelical household, it was a very different experience than what I am used to, but I thoroughly enjoyed the liturgy. There is so much beauty in traditions that we easily forego in favor of “contemporary” services. However, that’s not what I wanted to write about today, specifically. Rather, I want to share a prayer that we read as a congregation, a prayer for artists. I am not sure who originally penned it, and I copied the text directly from the communique, including punctuation, although I added a few Oxford commas because I couldn’t help myself. Continue reading
Sunshine and cigarettes and the sound and smell of the surf as it skirts the shore. Hot and heavy with humidity, the ocean air is tangy on my tongue and sticky on my skin. The breeze causes a skeletal rattle from the coconut tree fronds above me, and I absent-mindedly pick up a fallen baby coconut from the sand, rolling the still green fruit in the palm of my hand. Pausing to examine the smooth green exocarp, I imagine I can see a cartoon lion’s face in the natural patterns and smile lazily in amusement. Continue reading
Sunset brings respite from the heat of the day, and the city of N’Djaména breathes out a collective sigh of relief as its inhabitants go through the routines of settling in for the night. Inside, my mother and sister are preparing dinner, and from my seat on the still-warm cement of our front porch, I absorb the last of the early spring day. We have reached the end of harmattan’s towering dust clouds, and this year’s hot season has not quite crescendoed to full strength. Continue reading
Linkin’ you up for some interesting reads and a video! Pull up a chair, pour come coffee, and enjoy.
One of the blogs I recently started following posted a link to the following video, and I have to say, it was a very enjoyable way to spend my Friday night. It’s an hour and a half video about a recreation of the famous Netherfield ball in Jane Austen’s Pride and Prejudice. Some of the history and customs are ones with which I was already familiar from various literature classes, but other points were new. Furthermore, I rather enjoyed seeing the details of the Regency Period come to life. Enjoy!