March 2012
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last story...
the one i’ve been working on all week
just ended at 22 pages, with the last 5 rewritten about three times.
projected next batch of edits will probably result in at least 3 more pages.
may be one of the longest stories i’ve written…
now, nap time
After I stare at my computer screen for too long
whatshouldwecallme:
the MBTA's new plan →
in my magic place
but even here i’m having trouble focusing. got to the 10th page of the last new story that i have to write and i’m stuck. i know where the story is going…kind of and the writing in like trudging through miles of fudge. it blows my mind to think that back in freshman year i had so much trouble meeting the 10 page minimum. what’s so hard now is that 10 pages in, and i know...
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Newsweek: Ask a Copy Editor →
newsweek:
Last week, we asked you to submit questions to our awesome cohort of copy editors. And you guys totally did! So let’s get to it!
Dear Copy Editor, tell me what you think about the singular possessive for a noun ending in s? Is it James’ or James’s? Does it really matter anyway? Oh, and I…
Why Thinspo (on Facebook/Tumblr/Pinterest) Isn't A...
benkling:
Although it should be obvious.
Unquestionably the most contentious of the constitutional amendments is the very first. This amendment guarantees, among other things, our right to free speech. In some sort of cruel joke on future generations of citizens and lawmakers, our founding fathers decided to leave that phrase up to interpretation, which was about as smart as putting the Dome...
just maybe...
part of me wants to dress up like a warrior. Wake up early, put on war paint, head to the library with the dawning of the sun and not just ‘hit the books’…. destroy them. show them that i have the ultimate power. but i dont know how my teachers would respond with coming to class with paint on my face. would i have to explain… or could they just pass it off as being emerson?
Had a terrible close tonight...
But as I was sweeping up, I heard a group of girls calling my name and wishing me a good night. I looked up to see a group of five women, tourists who had come into the shop earlier that evening - they had asked me about a good place to get dinner and we had a great conversation about it and they had been nice enough to ask my name and introduce themselves - they made it personal. In a world were...
