She was telling him
about a disagreement she’d had with a coworker that morning, and she was talking
so fast that the words were coming out of her mouth jumbled and twisted. It was as though he were playing Boggle, and
just when he thought he was putting the letters together to make words, Clare
would shake the plastic box and mix them all up again.
Saturday, May 5, 2012
May 5, 2012
So, this is my last packet. It is due Monday, and, of course, I am behind! For some reason, it has become harder to write the critical essays and easier to write the fiction, which is odd because it was the opposite at the beginning of the semester. I guess I am more into my fiction now, and I get distracted by the critical writing. I will say, however, that I did read three pretty good books for this packet. My favorite was Her Fearful Symmetry. It was long, but kept my interested enough to read it in two days. So, I have a lot more fiction to write for this final packet, but here is one piece from it:
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