We love structure and craft here on Eight Ladies – combined, we’ve spent thousands of hours on classes, and maybe tens of thousands reading about how to write, and listening to podcasts. 434 more words
Have you ever been in the midst of a dream, and then realized that you were dreaming? You’re there, and you’re standing naked in front of the class, or you’re taking the stage and you’ve forgotten your lines, or you’re soaring in the sky with psychedelic dolphins or whatever, and it clicks: 1,111 more words
Day 79. 39 pages, 16,044 words.
Another busy day, but I was entertained not only by the running commentary of the collapse of Finland’s Parliament (more about that when there’s more to say than I just did, really), but by a link I stumbled onto during my Facebook scrolling. 428 more words
You’ve probably noticed that I like books, but I don’t have as many as you may think. Most I’ve sold or given away. Right now, I only have 80 or so novels, a handful of Leunigs (certain to be the name of his next collection), and a dozen art books. 375 more words