This past weekend, with the cold and all, I sat under a blanket and edited for clients and wrote 5,200 words in three days. Also another like 1,800 last night. Cocooning like that makes me a very boring blogger, as you can tell from this post’s pseudo-hook-line.
But chances are, if you comment here, I click through and read your stuff, even though I’m not really awesome at commenting back. (Conversationally challenged a lot of the time. And naturally shy, believe it or not.) Check out this variety:
Elizabeth writes a beautiful post on the pains of growing up, and the pains of rediscovering life’s hidden fruit.
Over at The Masquerade, a humourous roundup of procrastination visuals and some pithy related thoughts.
Kylie has a lighthearted zombie story in response to a writing prompt.
Last month, Jennette and Jill both took part in The Next Big Thing writer-tagging-fest, which Mike also tossed my way (that post is here).
Jennette’s YA fantasy: “Lily Delaney’s father, the world’s famous elven explorer, disappears on his last expedition. She is determined to find him, but she soon discovers that some things are best left unfound.”
Jill’s gothic romance/magic realism: “[I was inspired by] my soggy Pacific Northwest brain, dragons, the ocean, caves, and a strong desire to not only travel through time, but to somehow become sane in the process (not through writing the book! Sanity comes through time travel!)” I highly recommend a browse through Jill’s short fiction on her blog.
Art and Photography
I have fallen in love with Paul’s visual perspectives of York, England.
Heather has new book dragon art. I happen to be mildly obsessed with this series. They are story-magic-perfect.
On an annual basis for the last couple of years, Laurie has reposted a very personal story for Sanctity of Life Sunday. Here is hers…and here is mine.
Also, Randy recently sent me this interesting link on the gender equality of domestic violence. I have no happy endnote for that one, except to observe that each generation can make new choices, and if they do, they can expect their grandchildren to have, on the whole, enormously stable and successful lives. How we live today changes a future we may not see.