Flying with No Wings

She flies with no wings Lost in atmosphere Chaos magnified by order And shoved in a box Like so many unsent letters She was always meaning to send As fragile as a hummingbird In the middle of autumn Or a gentle rainfall In the turning of spring Spinning out of control She gets lost in … Continue reading Flying with No Wings

This Novel, Day 25

Sometimes in November I look up from whatever the latest novel I’m writing happens to be, and I notice that I’ve passed a milestone in the course of my writing for the day. On occasion I’ve moved past 10,000 words without thinking of it. Once in a while I’ve blasted through 25,000 words and not … Continue reading This Novel, Day 25