Pure Texan. This transports me home from the first word; and oh, how sweet it is. The essay is very long, but it needs readin'. I don't know that I agree with everything there, but I certainly lean that way, and my nits are minor at best. Want a glimpse of how a southern American thinks? Go read it.
Note To Self: I've got to meet this Moses Sand.
[HatTip to Brian T.]
So yeah...wow - nearly one month since my last post. And the funny thing is, the only reason I'm typing this up now is because a friend of mine mentioned that she wanted to read something new!
Most of my writing (1500 words a day, and I've been meeting that more or less regularly) is going into stories of various kinds. I now have 76,000 words on my novel - but don't let that fool you into thinking it's anywhere near finished - and I've been working on a number of short stories, and quite a bit of poetry. But all that pretty much leaves me dry when it comes to the blog post.
Of late, my political venting all comes out in conversation, rather than in written format. It's easing off, and I'm noticing that I may be moving past it all, and into another phase of my personality. Of course, it could just be that my guy won, and therefore all political arguing is now moot; so I won't call it a done deal just yet.
In other news, I had my first personal poetry reading tonight (that is, I've read other people's stuff in public before, but never my own) and got a lot of glowing reviews - so that's encouraging. It was tucked into a night of performance art and creativity, just an all-around great evening.
And now...I'm tired. Whew! Bed beckons. I hope to have more to say soon, but who knows?
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