Tag: working

  • September 9, 2014

    September 9, 2014

    I spent all of yesterday morning working. I pushed myself and pushed myself until I couldn’t push anymore. And then I went outside and sat on the front steps and put my face up to the sun. A monarch butterfly flew past me and landed on a nearby flower. I got up off the steps…

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  • July 16, 2013

    July 16, 2013

    I keep a screw on my desk. I found it on the sidewalk a few summers ago. I was walking along thinking about the story that I was working on. I was thinking about how I didn’t know what I was doing and I couldn’t imagine how the thing was ever going to work out,…

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