So I basically suck at blogging. If you found this blog when I started it last summer, then you may have noticed that I went from posting almost daily to being almost eerily silent. You may have also noticed that I've occasionally changed a background or something, but haven't bothered to even post a quick "hey... Continue Reading →
I think I've mentioned it before, but we don't have cable... we also don't have a whole lot of time. Our evenings are filled with a lot of running around like chickens with their heads off cut, homework, headless chicken mimicking, me pretending I'm a taxi driver, and sometimes... headless chicken mimicking (no offense intended... Continue Reading →
Yes, yes I am writing little notes to myself again. I've already confessed my post-it addiction... So, I have no idea who said it first... I think maybe Faulkner, but the internet fairies are being really stingy with the answers today. I found 5 other possible originators of the phrase... KILL YOUR DARLINGS. Anyway... I've heard... Continue Reading →
I think I may be addicted to post-it notes. I leave them EVERYWHERE. I have them on my computer, in books, in journals, on the fridge, on cabinets, in my bag... you could pretty much follow the trail of post-its to find me anywhere. Okay... I confess. It's not just post-it notes. I scribble on... Continue Reading →
Some background: In order to maintain my focus on writing a novel (and basically give myself a kick in the pants), I signed up for an online class on Writers Digest University titled "12 Weeks to a First Draft". I'm on Week 4. I submitted my assignment last week and anxiously awaited the feedback from my... Continue Reading →
Jess Combs 