The Writing Life
When I first started college, I didn’t have a car. I bummed rides from friends and roommates. Even if I didn’t have any pressing items on my “to buy” list, I went with those people to the store. Who knew when they would be going again?
[Read more…] about Writing and the Importance of Active Observation
If I’ve learned anything about falling and failure, it’s that I have to get up. I can’t stay on my knees. I can’t cling to the crumpled remnants of failed poems. I can’t hoard unsuccessful blog posts.
I suppose I must have a good memory because my roommate has threatened to siphon it so that she can better remember details. She needn’t worry; as long as we’re roommates, I basically am her live-action memo pad. Unfortunately, my usually indefatigable memory has started to fail.
