I wrote my memoir about running when it hits forty because I miss warm weather. I like warm weather and feel isolated in my home once winter creeps up and taps me on the shoulder like a big fat jerk. I didn't really extrapolate on my cabin fever in the memoir because I didn't have time to. Sorry about the giant space after the title I'm not sure why formatting was acting stupid on me -- perhaps it has something to do with copy and pasting my work from Word.
In the meantime, Happy Valentine's Day all!
You might as well thank your biochemistry for all those lovey-dovey happy feelings being in love makes you feel. Sorry oxytocin, you need a shout out too!
Oh, what? Too cynical? Fine. It's the human condition to fall in love. Now leave me to my box of chocolates, har-har.
Thank you tumblr for pretty pictures.
Your blog is really coming to life; your entries are interesting and engaging and short! Keep at it and I think you'll attract an audience outside of class.
ReplyDeleteAs far as your memoir, you have to decide what you want readers to get out of this. We all moan about the weather, but your memoir is about hope "springs eternal." Each year, we wait and eventually we are rewarded. Think storyline. Think emotions.