writing
working. slowly.
I had this idea to pile up all my pseudo-research, flavor profile, inspiration-for-the-new-novel things for this post and then I realized it was too much and I didn’t have enough space to pile everything. So
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flax-golden tales: not a real dog
not a real dog Momma says he’s not a real dog. She says he’s “just a statue” and “not a particularly impressive one at that.” She says I shouldn’t pretend he’s a real dog
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photo post
Because Tumblr & Instagram have been getting all the photos lately. Flowers on the High Line. My latest piece of gorgeous bloodmilk jewelry. Rose gold, and it’s a locket, too. Newest fountain pen acquisition
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flax-golden tales: encounter with my younger self at an intersection of paths taken and not
encounter with my younger self at an intersection of paths taken and not When I reach another fork in the path there is a boldly lettered sign on a tree that reads “TRAIL” accompanied
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music post
I’ve been on a search for new music lately because I listen to music when I write. I can’t write in silence but I’m picky about what I can write to. I also like
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flax-golden tales: numerical meanings
numerical meanings People always ask me what the numbers mean. They assume I know just because I put them there. I don’t, not in any way that I can articulate. My mother used to