Enga mellom fjella: where from across the meadow, poems sing from mountains and molehills. |
| ...vampire stories. My own. Me: I slid right into Spanish at the meeting today. But I tend to talk too much so I decided to chill and read some stuff I'd printed out yesterday. Interesting to read something written years ago. So. Made progress on my vampire stories. Need to make more. I can do editing on line but have a piece of paper in my hands is priceless. Shared "Old Sniffer" with fellow writers last night. I need more pointers on writing style. My degree was NOT English. Still, it was well-received. No other news. Dark rainy morning. Brighter afternoon. Faint color starting to show on the trees. 52,025 |