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November 02, 2006
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Plot summary so far: Two rapes, a beating and alcoholism. Plus, a woman climbing a mountain.
What the fuck is this story I'm writing?
Posted by sally at November 2, 2006 05:31 PM
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Wish I could see you in the play. Know that I'm with you -- perhaps we can find some time to meet half way between there and here after the semester comes to an end.
Thanks for the post card. I'm touched that you found a few minutes for me in your busy life.
More soon,
karma
Posted by: goodkarma at November 2, 2006 06:51 PM
Holy hell woman. I couldn't wirite about rape if I was PAID, mostly because it makes me want to personally strangle the life out of all rapists. My book? So far? Seems to be mostly gibberish. But maybe it will take shape this weekend. I hope.
Posted by: Desiree at November 3, 2006 11:27 AM
You're writing? Yay Woman! You're writing!!!
What's your NaNo username? I want to add you to my friends list. I'm sallyacious (no surprise there). NaNomail me so I can add you.
Posted by: Sallyacious at November 3, 2006 12:07 PM
Karma - I'm going to be in McCall over Thanksgiving. Worshipping at Kieran's feet for most of it, I suspect. I've got Vega$$ on the calendar for your birthday weekend, since classes won't have started by then but I'll have done most of the reading & figgerd out the syllabus for the new course I'm teaching (that's my plan, anyway).
So then at least, if not at any other time.
Posted by: Sallyacious at November 3, 2006 12:14 PM
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