Autumn Again

Autumn again. Slanting afternoon light and apple cider crispness. Leaves beginning to burn. Wood smoke in the air.   It seems as if I’m just looking up from my desk and realizing that the season has changed outside. Suddenly, I’m thinking of wrapping a sweater around my shoulders. Suddenly, I’m noticing the long twilight at … Continue reading Autumn Again

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Victorian Poetry + Beginning a Writing Career = No End to the Philosophy

Today, I’m writing this post after staggering upright from a wicked backhand rejection email. They say that email messages have no weight, no mass, but I’m convinced that this is a flat-out lie for rejection emails. The quicker they come back to you, the harder it knocks the breath out of you. If you don’t … Continue reading Victorian Poetry + Beginning a Writing Career = No End to the Philosophy