Ramble

Today I reviewed my applications for a semester in England.

Today, more than ever, I am pining to go.

The program is an intricate course on creative writing. A semester in England, all classes directed on my favorite subject, Stratford Upon Avon, a hopeless devotion to falling in love with British slang-- what more can I ask for? * smirk* Colin Firth…?

I miss Europe.

I finished blowing up a photograph taken on top of the Duomo, and am having it framed so I can hang it in my room above the Venetian masks. Halloween is coming quick, and I am thinking of having a How to Host a Murder party…just so I have reason enough to use one of my pretty masks and dress up.

Other than this, my complete rambling, I am busy busy busy with work. What free time I have, my attention is given to continuous work on my writing. Am in much love with the main character, and more in love with the villain!

I love when my writing takes on a life of its own. I know I’m headed in the right direction when it does that, and am often surprised by the development of my characters. They begin to mold themselves, and sometimes I feel I’m not working at all.