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A woman sits on the floor holding a label-maker machine ( Read more... )

My blog is here!

You can find it here: http://femmartist.wordpress.com/

I may also still post on this page if I have more strictly artistic inspirations.

So now there are two ways to stay tuned.

Sometimes procrastination isn’t an end in itself. Sometimes it takes some time to realize why we’re putting off something in particular. Take, for example, my license. I’ve been in Texas two years now for graduate school and planning to stay for another year to save up money before I move and develop more long-term plans. Only my driver’s license ( Read more... )

So I've been working at Freebirds this summer. It's a regional fast food burrito chain started by a bunch of hippies and a lot of that energy is still in the place. That's one of the reasons I decided to work there. They place rock music a little bit too loud, people can write on the tables and walls, I don't have to wear a uniform, they sell "pot ( Read more... )

Long before I ever made friends in school I read books. I'm not sure if that's why I attach to fictional characters so closely or whether that's just a part of my personality. But I've felt at times that I'm closer to some of the characters in books than I am to the people in my own life. That might also be because of the window narration gives a ( Read more... )

I've been thinking about starting a blog - there are some editing jobs I could apply for but a lot of them want a link to a blog or website. And reading/editing other people's writing would be a less annoying/more fulfilling job than a lot of others I could think of if I had the choice ( Read more... )

I'm sure I shouldn't post entries like this, but I honestly cannot comprehend what has happened to me, and I don't know if writing it out will make it make any more sense ( Read more... )

A woman sits centerstage. Maybe she's on a sidewalk. It doesn't really matter. People pass by, none really making eye contact or connecting with her in any way.

Woman: I feel lonely quite a lot. Someone quite good at reading people once told me I'm the kind of person who feels alone in a crowded room, and he was right. I struggle to connect or feel ( Read more... )

Two women sitting in an airport, waiting for boarding ( Read more... )