I'm not sure where, mind you, but I'm getting somewhere. It's not so much the writing, which has been painfully slow. I'm not complaining about that. I've been writing, and that's better than not-writing. And it's not transportation, since I haven't gone anywhere... although I'm getting driving lessons today. Yes, I do know how to... Continue Reading →
In which Kate rambles about fiction vs real life
Well. I was going to write something thoughtful and profound and all of that, then the day job intervened. Most people aren't all that much use after an 11.5 hour work day, and I'm even less use than that, being narcoleptic and prone to sleep-anything (Yes, I've dozed while working out. I don't recommend it).... Continue Reading →