I happen to have a really nice friend named Justin, and Justin happens to have really nice eyes. Here’s a tiny exercise for my writing friends (especially my WNYRW friends) – what do his eyes say to you? Could they inspire six sentences, a thousand words, or maybe a really happy medium in between?
See Jess Type
While on a girlfriends’ getaway weekend this summer, I stumbled across this old typewriter in a consignment shop. Tears literally came to my eyes as the memories came to mind: Countless hours were spent as a teen hammering away on my old black Underwood (which was much older and sexier than this model). You may […]
I’ll Blog When I’m Dead
Are you shocked that I’ve jumped on the bandwagon (blogwagon?) and started this here page? Me too. Seriously. I barely have time to sleep, let alone BLOG. Plus, who wants to hear my muttered musings? My cat and my kid have both learned to tune me out and I’m their meal ticket. Why would you […]
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