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Beautiful Sentences: Idra Novey

When she drifted from the kitchen to the living room, he followed, his hope rising like dough inside him.
Idra Novey, Those Who Knew.
 
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Beautiful Sentences: Tom McAllister

The deepest miseries come from our capacity for remembering; if everything can be wiped away with a single swipe, then nothing has to hurt.
Tom McAllister, How to Be Safe.
 
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Beautiful Sentences: Idra Novey

Her unease with her body had made his mouth dry, breaking down whatever it was in a man’s mind that kept his longings separate from his regrets.
Idra Novey, Those Who Knew.
 
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Writerly resolutions: July Status

NewImagemade good progress on the novel this month. The net word gain was 4,400 words, but I made good progress writing and rewriting chapter 13 as the diagram on this page shows. I think part of the progress’s secret was that with the exception of just one day, I managed to do some work on the novel every day of the month. August is starting a bit shaky in that respect.

Short story–wise, I’ve been a bit less productive. I’ve shelved the new story I was working on since I realized I’ve  lost the narrative voice.Also, I still am not sure where the story wants to go.

The new story I’ve been working on to replace it has been slow going as well, but it’s partly a mix of not taking it up and when I do take it up, I’m finding myself deeply involved with the language on a word-by-word basis.

The old story that I’ve been working on has been another bit of slow going. I’m finding that it needs a lot of work to be what I want it to be, but I feel more confident that I can do that work now than I was before I workshopped it.

Beautiful Sentences: Tom McAllister

Middle-aged men saw news of the shooting and thought: The world needs me now. They put on their capes and swooped in to the rescue, but when they got there, they found out they had no superpowers. They were just sad men in capes. So they got angry and looked for a woman to blame. They were terrified and they wanted to dress it up as courage, and they spewed hate into the world in hopes of drowning out the threats.
Tom McAllister, How to Be Safe.
 
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Beautiful Sentences: Idra Novey

She had assured him she’d told no one about her trips to his apartment, but she was a girl, and girls were feline, always purring up to one another with their secrets.
Idra Novey, Those Who Knew.
 
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Beautiful Sentences: Tom McAllister

I’m not sure what obituaries are for. You can tell people’s stories, but nothing you do is complete or accurate. It’s just a list of people they used to know and jobs they used to do. We spend so much time trying to be effective mourners, but we have no idea how to do it. Even elephants are better at mourning.
Tom McAllister, How to Be Safe.
 
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Beautiful Sentences: Lydia Kiesling

Why did I have a child? To have a child is to court loss.
Lydia Kiesling, The Golden State.
 
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Writerly resolutions: June status

The Chart of my wordcount over the month of Junenovel gained a net of nearly 10,000 words this month, which is a vast improvement over previous months. Doing the 1,000 words of summer thing helped a fair amount even if, during the two weeks of that challenge, I only hit the 1,000 word target a few times.

Not much progress on the new story, but three older stories got revised and back into submissions.

In all, though, a good month for my writing ambitions.

Beautiful Sentences: Tom McAllister

Shell-shocked acquaintances will say without irony that he had so much to live for, ignorant of the fact that the prospect of having to live like this for another fifty years was not the solution to but rather the cause of his hopelessness.

Tom McAllister, How to Be Safe.

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