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Let's say you've labored long in the fields of creative writing and the People Who Know (or maybe just the people who've noticed) have appreciated your talent. Some have appreciated it loudly and publicly, some quietly to friends in ways that eventually come back to you, some through amazing feats of jealousy, and others through... Continue Reading →
I watched the first five seasons of Vampire Diaries over the course of a week. Something like 120 hours of bad special effects, betrayal, and outstanding hair. During this time, I neither shaved nor bathed. My apartment acquired a certain foetor unique to hoarders, cat ladies, and the heavily medicated. Stale soup. Ritz crackers and... Continue Reading →
This morning, there was an enormous bumblebee on the inside of my bedroom window. I didn't know how it could have gotten through the slatted vent near the ceiling, but that was the only explanation. I sat on the edge of the bed and watched its shadow crawl up my arm. A bumblebee! Enormous but... Continue Reading →
The Writing Expedition 