In: Just write
31 Oct 2001There was a hit song when I was a girl that was played over and over on the radio until I couldn’t stand it any more. And still it played on: When I was just a little girl, I asked my mother, “What will I be?” I hear Doris Day’s voice when I try to [...]
In: stuff
31 Oct 2001bad samaritan: “The NaNoWriMo forum will be a place for those participants in this little corner of the blogging universe to share our tragedies and successes over the course of the month, update each other with daily word counts, ask advice on plot points, share inspirations and spur one another past writer%u2019s block. Or, you [...]
In: stuff
31 Oct 2001Be submissive to everything. Open. Listening. – Jack Kerouac
We just had an earthquake a few minutes ago. We don’t feel them here in San Diego, so this is a big deal. Well, to us it was. We were both holding each other in the hallway, laughing nervously, wondering if a bigger one is on the way, planning to run outside if the shaking [...]
I'm not really famous. In case you were wondering. But I tried. I once believed that fame makes you real - a perversion of "The Velveteen Rabbit" theme that love makes you real. Guess I equated fame with love. Sad. You can read more about that here.