Jul
14
2008
Fictional Interlude Part 1: Life on the Coast of Maine
Posted in the Category of Writing Tips
I wake to dense fog cocooning our little house. All is not quiet, however. I can hear a fog horn punctuating the distance. A gull caws. Someone is hammering. A car goes by.
Our cottage is not as remote as I'd like (it's on the edge of town) but it's ours, all ours. And a place to think and read and write.
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Motorcycle Fairings said on September 3, 2008 at 02:31 AM
Always good to have your own special place. It looks amazingly relaxing.
