Transition to.....Blogging!

It's very telling, the things we procrastinate over. I LOVE, love, love writing: it is largely what I've tethered my life to. Yet my ability to find ANYTHING other than writing to do when I should be writing is pretty remarkable. And while I had every intention of launching this here little blog in August, I found 31 reasons during the month of August to not do that.
But I had created a built in deadline in the form of pretty blue and black business cards. I got them for next month's Litquake (Litquake = awesome, as well as a week long literary festival, the largest on the west coast). I'm a repeat volunteer and ordered my business cards specifically for the purpose of being able to connect with other writers I meet that week. (By the way, if you've never ordered business cards that you designed yourself, and allowed yourself to assign yourself a title - I chose Writer - I recommend you do just this. It's delightful). I put this website on the business card. Now, I know those cute little cards may accomplish nothing, BUT in the off chance someone looks me up, I want there to be something here waiting for them! (Hi, by the way! Thanks for stopping by! Let me know you did!).

So, I'm blogging. (That still sounds dirty to me). Transitioning to blogging means finding your voice, not being too scared to share it, and not worrying too much that no one is listening to or for it. Stay tuned for thoughts from myself and others on the topics of change, transitions and the effects of turnover (geographic, emotional and otherwise).

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My Litquake 2012 Report

I've been avoiding putting this together, because a part of me really doesn't want this year's Litquake festival to be over already. The other part of me is still cranky-tired, wandering around trying to get to all those projects I said I'd get to after Litquake, and feeling post-Christmas like. In short, this year's Litquake was AMAZING. Every year has been awesome, but this one was particularly special for me because I got to actually help plan the awesome. As a volunteer during the festival for the past several years, I definitely felt like I contributed to making each event I helped at awesome, but this year, being on the committee,* I got to witness the tremendous build up to the festival that happens the whole year prior. The amount of love, sweat and time that goes into it is incredible, and I'm not sure I've ever been part of something so cool. Which is not to say I'm not still cranky-tired and looking forward to feeling fully recovered.

Writing Exercise #2 for Setting as Character

Today I tromped all over San Francisco to collect sensory details, photos (and a snack or two) from each of the neighborhoods that my novel's characters live in. Now, they are not real people, but they do live in a real city, so the fun of it all is finding little details that I would never have noticed before because I'm trying to look for them through my character's eyes. I discovered a few inconsistencies that I'll need to go back and fix (silly things like the wrong bus line, or the fact that type of architecture doesn't appear in that 'hood), and found a few details I will want to pepper the text with. Mostly, I just had a really fun time walking all over the city (I clocked 6.5 miles of walking!), and BONUS, the water in my apartment was shut off for the day so it really was the perfect excuse to get the heck out. Oh, and the weather was about as gorgeous as could possibly be. Okay, now I'm just annoying myself with my own happiness. Here are som

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