At left, some ink on paper. I am enjoying the outlining in longhand and am finding the mechanical act of writing much more enjoyable than the composition on keyboard. I've said this before but it is a strong sentiment.
I had coffee today with another writer. He's struggling with a writing commitment like so many others. We're going to meet at the local library one evening a week and write together. I think getting out will be nice.
I've a lovely local library. It's a new facility and it is wonderful. I'm spoiled. I had the following link cross my desk this week from "Shelf Awareness" so I include the library images here. Yes, I'm calling it book porn.
Libraries
I have a local writing group that does short prompt work and group readings from the efforts that follow. It is a lively group and I like the very much. However, the ideas come more frequently for me on a walk with the dog than in a group with others. I suspect it is a social disorder: shyness. After years of developing another personality, I can dance with even the most extro extrovert. Mostly, I prefer the quiet.
Libraries are lovely. Pen on paper is lovely. Elements of Fiction Writing - Beginnings, Middles and Ends is also a lovely conversational discussion of some points you know, and several you do not.
I know you are writing. You should read a bit too. The new Paris Review came today.
Turn the light out before the sun comes up. Oh, I subscribed to the The Threepenny Review this week. Anyone know anything about it?
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