Temperatures this week have soared over freezing (a whopping 40 something degrees) and the trickling sound of thawing snow indicates a light at the end of this dark, cold tunnel we all know and hate as winter.
I've been re-balancing myself. This includes: reading more, writing (or thinking about writing) more, and trying to glow. I've just about finished Slaughterhouse-Five (how did I not read that sooner?), and I've been working on a collection of prose that more or less uses geological phenomena as a metaphor for a relationship between the speaker and "you". Not sure where it's going yet, but it's different and I like that. You can read some of it here.
I've also been working on a collection of prose about PTSD, but that's proving to be a difficult thing to put into words, at least words that aren't so heavy-handed. This project is just a tad more personal than the geology one.
What else?
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