As a writer, it’s easy to forget that the things that you’re feeling – your very worries and fears – aren’t just happening to you, but to everyone else as well.
It snowed last night. That’s right. On October 28th. And I don’t live up north, either. I live in the Midwest, where this isn’t really supposed to happen before November. Granted it didn’t stick to the ground, it was still undeniably white and fluffy.
It’s supposed to snow on Halloween, too. Gah!
Speak of the devil, we’re two days away, and this is my last post of Spooktober (or Blogtober, as I should’ve called it, because that would’ve made more sense… but I digress). I’ve had a lot of spooky fun this season, though very little of it has involved leaving the house. Well, as the saying goes, “There’s no place like living room couch.”
Friday is the start of NaNoWriMo, and you best believe I’m participating this year. School had prevented me from really committing to it in the past, but now that I am free from those academic…
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