a re\turn
LET US HAVE A MEETING OF THE MINDS AND CONSTRUCT A PERFECT DAY.
I imagine greenery glinting. And a soft breeze against my skin. Or maybe, leaves falling. Yes, later than Summer, actually. It could be early Autumn. The sun, in any case, should be stationed overhead, and her golden rays filtering kindly down upon all. Maybe a strong ray of it lighting up your jaw, and arm. Continue reading “pan flute promenade”
MOBBED BY WHISPERS FROM ANOTHER WORLD, I have once again done the bidding of ghosts I may never meet. That is to say, I have made it through another edit of the Fiction Fantasy YA novel. You know, I hadn’t realized I’d stepped back for a solid 11 months since the last edit! But I’d been dreading it…thinking major surgery was still needed and feeling discouraged. Funny. It turned out to be almost entirely fine polishing. Pacing, order, continuity stuff, some remixing of certain lines, and lopping off a few sentences that pushed the point longer than needed. But not the big, ugly, box of wrenches under the hood fiasco I had been imagining. Not that I haven’t done enough of that so far. I’ve reworked this thing a lot since it began. I never wanted to give up on it. I always saw a good story in there. Continue reading “VISIONS THAT PERSIST”