A compilation of writing exercises and short chunks of text from my notebooks. Enjoy. "Writing a novel is like driving a car at night. You can see only as far as your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way."
Sunday, November 1, 2009
She sees a ghost wandering the forests of her mind. It passes through dead trees and she feels the subtle tingles of nerves dancing within her. They howl joyously to the beat of the transformation from it's flesh to a memory to a something that isn't really there, soon to vanish into the closing of a time no longer ticking.