November Post #3

All right, change of plans because I caught the plague over the weekend and spent most of my time lying in a fever-induced dream state instead of writing.

Here’s some of the book I’m working on: The Uninsured Future of Alicia Penn.  

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Plans for November

Over the month of November, I’ll be participating in NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month), which means I’m not going to have a whole lot of time to write.  Therefore, over the next few weeks, I’ll be updating with vignettes and short stories that I’ve collected together over the past month or so.  I’ll try to get them up twice a week to make up for the lack of full-on blog posts.

Next week I have a few writing exercises from Ursula K. leGuin’s Steering The Craft.

Requiem for a Fisherman

This is gonna be another heavy blog post.  Warning: it’s about death.

My life last week was put on hold because I lost my grandfather, Carl, on Sunday.  We were very close– I’m close to all of my family– and it hit me hard.  We had our differences, but he was a wonderful and well-loved man.  I miss him like hell.

Writing about this sort of thing is intensely therapeutic for me.  If you’re the kind of person who feels awkward when reading personal accounts, turn away now: but remember that I’m freely putting this on the Internet for a reason.  Losing someone is an alienating experience, for one thing, and if I can help anyone feel a little less alone I’ll have done what I wanted to do.  Mostly, though, I’m aware that this is a subject people tend to avoid.

And we should talk about it more. It’s human. Unifying.

So here’s me talking about it.

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