The Wild Unknown Country

"So I cut off my hair and I rode straight away/ For the wild unknown country where I could not go."--Bob Dylan Waiting out the storm in a pizza joint without electricity, we're surviving on wine and an acoustic guitar being passed around. New Orleans is equal parts welcoming and devastating--a tumultuous lover with outstretched… Continue reading The Wild Unknown Country

Go Read That Instead

Confession: I am behind on my word count for this year's NaNoWriMo. It has happened before, and I am still confident I'll recover. I simply need a weekend's worth of focus to catch up. That being said, instead of writing something new for today's post (I need to save all my creative juices for writing… Continue reading Go Read That Instead