Breeder only got 5 hours of sleep last night – look out!
Breeder can’t wait until the moment AFTER her test on Monday.
Breeder just got a visit from a friendly local policeman….guess who dialed 911 while his mama was loading the dishwasher?
Breeder ’s just happy to be here.
Thanks to social networking sites like Facebook and Twitter, I don’t even have to speak to my friends to know what is going on with their lives. I can tell you who is engaged, who is pregnant, who got fired and who went to Target today just from looking at my page for thirty minutes. It’s strangely intimate and distancing.
I currently have nearly one hundred and fifty friends on Facebook. Many I would love to go out for coffee or a beer or spend time chatting on the phone. Several, worked with me or went to elementary school with me and frankly I have nothing in common with anymore. Some are my best friends in the world. Some I have never met face to face – but adore just the same.
I wonder sometime if the constant writing in the third person in choppy sentences isn’t harming writing. I wonder about the next generation and their ability to create stunning prose.
And then I go to class. My creative writing workshop is populated with mostly younger people. Some are just kids straight out of high school – eleven years my junior. Since it is a workshop, we spend a lot of time reading each other’s work. While there is certainly a difference between the people who have been writing for a few years and newer writers but I have been pleasantly surprised to have read nothing out right bad.
Nothing. Everyone can improve, including the old geezer, your’s truly, but nothing that I just didn’t want to finish.
In fact, I’ve read many very moving lines, some magical phrases.
Breeder is inspired by that.
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