the fields how they turn
from gold and fallow
lush. we let a yawn the crack of dawn
wrap ourselves in blankets
wool the usual layers
had no pull
we kept warm with dance and
song. you need not read a book
to know love needs no push
to grow
#katyamills
like the days we march on. november. i have an affinity for you. your cooling trend. the killing off of worst of summer. i become pensive and add layers. indoors i go quiet. wrapped in blankets reading books. though autumn is the end, i see renewal in thoughts and feeling states. even love, lost in the humidity, pounded out of stereos, is attainable once again.
I will be writing a novel in the month of November, as part of the National Novel Writing Month. Wow, I am so excited! I will attempt to fictionalize the last decade of my life in Oakland, California. In the first 10 months of 2013, I have posted around 200 times between this blog and my website. I self-published my first novel and published a short story. I have met so many friends online and off, and rekindled old friendships. I left Oakland and have found a home and some peace of mind, in Sacramento. I am healing. I have worked really, really hard to build community and write. Now is a chance to push my skills to another level, and put my past exactly where it belongs — in the past. Exorcise the demons. And have a hell of a time, doing it. This should be great fun! I will be updating you all on my progress, by posting excerpts on the daily, throughout November. WIsh me luck!
K IS SILENT 