I am in here.
I sit in the Pearl Street Starbuck’s here in Boulder, with a handy T-Mobile Hotspot of which to take advantage. (Yes, we must have perfect grammar, mustn’t we? We must.) (Okay, enough of that!) I sit in a warm purple velvet armchair in front of the fireplace with fake logs that nobody’s lit yet. The … Continue reading Morning in Boulder
Altitude affects creativity, did you know that? Here in Boulder, my husband tells me, we are at around 6,000 feet above sea level (but which sea, did you ever wonder that?) and it is around here that altitude sickness can begin. Fatigue and queasiness and headaches and lack of appetite are what are getting me … Continue reading Altitude
I start my third day of nanowriting today. Hope I get a good head of steam up before the novelty wears off. However, despite all my fears, I seem to be on track to be declared a winner. Damn, that sounds good.
So what I’m thinking is that it is possible for a high-school reject to get revenge. It takes 30 years or so, and the wonderful experience of childbirth, but it’s possible. Here’s how it happens: you and your husband stop off on the way home from lunch at the neighborhood grocery store (they still have … Continue reading Popularity in high school, thirty years later
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