I guess this shall become the refuge for rants written by a chlorinated golden tiger. Or ocelot. Whatever works. Herein shall also lie the ramblings of an aspiring author. If something doesn't make sense . . . I suppose it's my fault, but I'm not taking the blame. I'm like that.
Monday, September 17, 2007
Editing Staff
I'm officially a member of the staff of the university's literary magazine, and I don't have to do poetry. I'm actually on staff to help with the creative nonfiction that comes through. Huzzah!
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