Travelling Writer

I’ve been visiting Kentucky for the past week. It has been over a year since I’ve been here to there are lots of people for me to visit with. I’m having a great time.

And I’ve gotten some work done. I read through my manuscript with a red pen and made some changes. Now I have draft #2 almost done. When I get back to Boulder I’m going to get some comments back from Tim, who has been reading it since the beginning of the summer. By the time I bring it to class to workshop it should be pretty sharp.

I’ve also been listening to sappy love songs from the 80’s. (Remember Spandau Ballet? True?) But I won’t go into it. Let’s just say that I’m surprised at how some of my deepest ideas about love and life were formed when I was 12 and 13.

Why do I find it hard to write the next line? Oh but I want the truth to be said.

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