Foreign Aid
I’ve needed to update for a while now, and I promise I’m getting to it; I’m moving. In the meantime, the folks over at peevishpenman have a really excellent blog going about writing. Some of it I agree with, some of it I find interesting but will choose not to employ in my own writing. I wanted to share an article hosted there by Michael Crawley. Read it, peruse other articles, follow the ppm twitter, do as you wish. For my part, I will absorb the gems of interest I find there and turn them to mine own devious intentions. (While you’re at it, follow my twitter as well: agelade. I’ll probably follow you back.)
In other news, I fear I’ve given away too much in the latest bit of chapter 4, but Denise assures me that it only makes her desperate to know answers – and at this point I must tell you that she was the first person to be told the whole story, on a train from New York City in July 2008. That she feels spurred on to read something she already knows the basic plot of makes me feel squishy. 
It should also be said that I’m considering taking article submissions for this beast, since I’m obviously unfit to keep up writing every week. (I still promise to try, once the internet is screwed in at the new house.) I already have the first article lined up, and it’s due to come out next… uh, month some time. We’re both so busy!
In the meantime, keep ravin’.
… get it? Ravin’? Like a writing desk? I really thought it was obvious until it became clear that no one reads that from the title of this blog. Sigh.
I remember this post and it meant the world to me!! <3 <3 <3 Thanks for stopping by and reminding me of it
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