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Happy sand

  • Apr. 6th, 2008 at 7:39 PM
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I threw out the day's writing, not so much because it sucked (though it did) but because it pulled the narrative in directions I didn't want it to go.

So, that kinda sucked.

On the other hand, I had a great three-hour walk around the bay, down the beach, to the taco shop and grocery store, and back. So, that kinda rocked.

I'll take it. And I've got a fresh cup of coffee, so maybe I'll get some good words down yet. If not, well, I've still got happy sand between my toes.

Comments

[info]bogwitch64 wrote:
Apr. 7th, 2008 12:56 pm (UTC)
Ah, to live close enough to the ocean to walk the beach whenever I felt like it. I might never go inside again.

I love the gray seas of the Northern Atlantic. So moody and churlish. I haven't been to the Pacific in about 20 years. What color is the water where you live?
[info]gregvaneekhout wrote:
Apr. 7th, 2008 03:01 pm (UTC)
It varies from greenish-grey to brilliant blues. I lived fourteen years in a desert city, and I never developed that deep love of the desert some people have, so I'm trying to make sure I never take living near the ocean for granted again.