It is a truth universally acknowledged that when running very, very late, a young woman in want of a fast road will encounter ( Read more... )

It's late and today was long and I should not even be awake right now
but
THIS PICTURE.

My heart cannot handle the extraordinary adorableness of a thirty-year-old horse with his seven-year-old sweetheart.


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Since packing commences Very Soonish, I've been feeling the need to immortalize the magnetic poems that are currently on my refrigerator...

compose a paragraph
about the people who live
in the refrigerator

teach desire and embrace your art infinitely

heaven ( Read more... )

NaNoWriMo: an annual phenomenon in which normally relatively sane people write 50,000 words in thirty days or less, then immediately go to the grocery store, buy $9 worth of cookies from the natural foods aisle, and eat almost ALL of them in 24 hours.


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Jeez, America!  Talk about sore losers AND obnoxious winners!  Just FYI - saying "Everyone who voted for *insertcandidatehere* is stupid" is the equivalent of saying "I think half of my friends, family and country are stupid," which makes YOU come off as a jerk ( Read more... )

NaNoWriMo, day by day:

Day 1. Ohhhhhhh crap, how did it get to be November already?  Too much to do.  Why did I think joining the midnight write was a good idea?  So tired.  I have no idea how to write steadily any more.  Does this novel have a plot?  I don't think so.

Is it too early to write a love scene out of desperation?

Day 2. Hey!  I think I ( Read more... )

So, I still fail at being an adult, but at least I am getting better at producing DELICIOUS meals out of the dark corners of my echoing pantry!

Tonight's autumnal feast:

• Homegrown sweet potato fries with fresh-ground black pepper.  Thought I was going to have to procure a chainsaw to cut through the potato, but it was worth it.
• Spinach salad with ( Read more... )

eeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.... some strange force has taken hold of Epic Novel today.  Two more chapters DONE.  I have.... two short scenes (a page or so) and half a Gisele chapter left to write.

no no no.
Ten years, and suddenly the end is coming too fast.

Good thing there's revision to look forward to!

Rainy Monday afternoon.  Arena is a water feature, pasture contains small islands.  Horse show hangover is still very much real, manifesting itself as a lovely migraine.  Spending the bulk of the day in bed with the kitty.  Not sorry ( Read more... )

There is now only a week remaining in Sept, which means that the sky is astonishing new shades of blue and all the rest of the world is taking on a gold patina and the winesaps are in at the apple houses (as well as peach cider....!) and I have spray-painted my hands and the horses woke me up this morning with a SPECTACULAR gallop-fest around the ( Read more... )