MissMeliss | February 25, 2009
First thank you all for your kind words and thoughts. I’m still a bit weepy, and feeling the need to hide from the world. I don’t have any words worth sharing. The house feels wrong, sounds wrong. I can’t sleep because the weight on top of the covers is wrong. When I go to the [...]
MissMeliss | February 23, 2009
My stepfather found Zorro wandering the streets of San Jose during a violent rainstorm. He was skinny, starving, dirty, and covered in fleas. He called me from the car, “I found a dog like Abigail. I’m bringing him to you.” Zorro was, of course, nothing like my parents’ neurotic virgin ice princess chihuahua. He was [...]
MissMeliss | December 11, 2008
Perhaps this is some new osmosis theory of dog affection. Perhaps she believes that by resting beneath my head, my brain will be filled with thoughts of her. “Cleeeeooo is your favorite,” I imagine her little doggy brainwaves exuding.
MissMeliss | November 18, 2008
One of the reasons I made the decision not to do NaNoWriMo this year is that every year I’ve done it I’ve been fighting against a huge reading mood – there’s just something about this time of year, when the days are sunny and warm, but at night it’s cool enough for firelight and flannel [...]
In a mood of faith and hope my work goes on. A ream of fresh paper lies on my desk waiting for the next book. I am a writer and I take up my pen to write.
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