Better to write for yourself and have no public, than to write for the public and have no self.
-Cyril Connolly
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Refugees Go Home
October 2015, Dresden, Germany We’d arrived from Munich a couple days ago, on the 3rd. The sky loomed low and grey, and a tinge of winter chilled the air. It wasn’t cold enough to keep us indoors, though we were weak and ducked into the Altmarket Starbucks for a chai […]
This Time I Mean It
Remember how I said I was going to be better about making more regular posts here? Well, obviously I have a lot of work to do. It’s November again, which means National Novel Writing Month is at last upon us! I got to a pretty decent start today, reaching over […]
Flash Fiction Friday #1: Out of the Bag
After a long, productive, hot-and-sweaty two months in Japan this summer, I’m finally getting around to updating my site. Yay! Maybe I’ll write a post about our time in Japan; maybe I won’t. I’d put my money on the latter, but who knows–maybe enough internal nay-saying will be the kick […]