Linnea Ashley on October 25th, 2012

It doesn’t fall to the earth so much as it caresses it. Slightly heavier than fog but almost as inconsequential. I wake up to wet pavement and a car washed almost clean…almost. And it is a strange thing to miss. Rain. Real rain. The kind that thunders on rooftops and drenches the earth definitively. Not […]

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Linnea Ashley on October 24th, 2012

I miss my words. Caught up in the midst of a lit review and constipated by some issues emerging from my past and i find myself staring at my computer with something akin to fear and loathing. November looms heavy and gray before me and that is problematic because November is NaNoWWriMo and for once […]

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