Bougie beagle is done with this April sleet bullshit.
#dogs #writers #writingcommunity

Back At The Beach Well, it sort of worked.

It’s a book of short stories, something I’ve never written before, linked only by their location—a small town by the sea—and the fact that the local building inspector dies in each story.
#writingcommunity #writing #writers #books

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Wondering who needs to Google that for more info...

Jesus.

For the last four, maybe five weeks, I’ve been buffering, unable to work on anything. Unable to do anything, really, but vegetate. It’s a weird, disconcerting feeling. But also, why?

#writing #writingcommunity

John And the comfort of living with ghosts

This is the only house I’ve lived in without the ghosts that cradle and insulate, rustle in the beams and boards, and act as flying buttresses, arching up and into the place, holding it steady as it collects more memories, more people, and more stories.
#writers

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@massgovernor.bsky.social California just joined the World Health Organization through their response network. You’re being weak on ICE. Will you be strong on our health?
#leadership #democrats

Pitch Day Last Thursday I met with my lovely agent Natasha via zoom in order to get ready for today, January 20th.

Let this be a lesson to all you younger writers out there: Create as much chaos as you can, and take notes. You might need it for the material.

#writing #writingcommunity

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She says so much saying nothing at all.
#dogs #writingcommunity #cold

Thanks!

I Agreed To Foster A Nightmare Dog. I Had No Idea She'd Change My Life In Unbelievable Ways. "I noticed I was laughing again. I reached for her next to me when I worked. I was sleeping better. I was telling stories again."

The hideous, semi-hairless creature I’d agreed to foster was a nightmare. There was no way I was keeping this thing, which was perfect.

I put her in the car.

#huffpost #writing #writingcommunity #dogs

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It's Coming On Christmas Happy mid-December!

Happy mid-December! Everything is terrible and nothing is OK.

The mojo is bad right now; it’s heavy and it’s looming, waiting to finish suffocating anything below when its miasma rolls in.
#writing #writers #depression #winter

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Leaving Home At some point it became clear to me that I couldn’t manage my giant city house.

“You’re not really leaving” is not true. The house will remain, but my cradle will not. The safety will not. And each drawer that I empty feels like a knife sliding slickly between my ribs and into my core.
#writingcommunity #writing #home #dogs

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The cold. My fault. Also not sharing dinner enough.
#dogs #writingcommunity #writers

Seeking Musical Journals There was a time when I was a songwriter.

She said “Andy, you’re better than your past”

In written or song form... this speaks to a lifetime, a relationship, a bittersweet acceptance, a forgiveness, and so much more.
#writing #writingcommunity #jasonisbell #music

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It's a Bumble Beagle! Or a Beagle Bee...
#Provincetown #writingcommunity #writers

Maybe Springsteen and “Tougher Than the Rest” are rising again because his weary testament to possibilities speaks for a lot of Americans at the moment.
#springsteen @cogwbur.bsky.social
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Fixed that headline for you, media people.

#Trump #shutdown

A Writer's Guide to Getting Published: Gordian Knot Edition I’ve said it before, even yesterday to a struggling friend, and I’ll say it again: The easiest part of writing a book is writing a book.

The title decides if an editor will even open your email.

Look, Taylor, we like the piece, but we’ve re-titled it, “Leaving My Red Scarf Behind: How dating an older man ruined my self-esteem.” “All Too Well” just doesn’t say anything.

#writingcommunity #writers

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Your grandfather will chase the protesting cook away when you waste five eggs by breaking the yolks. Then seven, eight, eleven.

He will celebrate your two perfect eggs ... the best he’s ever had, he tells you
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So anyway, about those Epstein files...

She might eat the Kleenex. Or the jelly beans. Or both. Mostly just checking to see if I’ve noticed.
#writingcommunity #writers #dogs

July sunrise
#provincetown #writingcommunity #writing

Will not move to the shade. Does this so that people passing by will accuse me of animal abuse. Opens one eye after they say “poor thing” and looks at me.
#writingcommunity #dogs

Full bloom summer
#writingcommunity #writing #provincetown

How the hell is it already the end of June?
And I haven't sent out any queries yet...
Is it possible to be allergic to querying?
#dogs #writingcommunity #writing

Early morning beagle discovery.
#dogs #writingcommunity #writers

Falling Back Softly And Green Tea with Apricot and Vanilla

But right now, in this moment, my slutty arms and I are donning white shirts, bringing out the jewelry every day, and feeling like yes, I can do this one more time before I die. I do have permission to feel this kind of free.
#writingcommunity #writing

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Someone Returned In 2023 I stood outside what was clearly a terrible piece of property on Commercial Street in Provincetown, Cape Cod.

...A nor’easter hit, with fifty-five mile per hour winds and driving rain...when I looked outside that first night, anxious that she was somehow not OK, she was standing strong, enthusiastically howling into the gale.
#writingcommunity #writers #dogs

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