This is well trod ground as topics go. However, I’m not afraid to boldly tread where better men have trod before!
It might be the dullest post you’ve ever kept your eyes open for, but some of you may feel me on this one.
As for the rest of you [INSERT RASPBERRY HERE]
… and I ain’t talkin’ about no damned fruit, neither!
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I type.
I used to write.
I can’t imagine writing a book. I read authors’ blogs, both published and not. I see the frustrations and the rewards. I look at myself and I think, “Whoa, that is so not me.” There are days when I don’t have the patience to finish a single blog post. I’ve been tinkering with a post for a few weeks now and I’m not sure I’ll ever finish. It’s…
For the sake of this post, we’ll call her Lisa. We call her Lisa the rest of the time too, but I love the cloak and dagger stuff. Though, I suppose if I follow the metaphor through, I’ve removed the cloak and sunk the dagger.
Jeez, I must be a terrible brother!
Well, since she’s already uncloaked, let me tell you a little more about my baby sister. She follows the pattern set by…
Have you ever lost a word? Most of us have. Do you know what Dysnomia is? I did, but I had to look it up to make sure. Don’t be too impressed though. It was kind of my area of study in school, and we’re talking recognition memory all the way here. I couldn’t recall it to save my temporal lobes.
Well, A few weeks ago I started misplacing words everywhere I went, and it was pretty…