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gretchen is a writer floating between australia and manhattan

floating through transition

Greetings and love blog tribe

Please pardon yesterday’s silence. I didn’t want to just swing by these parts and complain about my foot – which is finally on the good side of better.

I feel like I’m standing on the beach watching the tide come in, waiting for the part when it reaches up and kisses my toes.

I haven’t had to deal with a real winter since 2009/2010,¬†and back then I was staying with my parents – writing The Carrier, some poetry, and the other bits I tend to shove around.

Needless to say, I still can’t stand it.

Furthermore, I haven’t lived in utter solitude since 2002. There are usually puppies.

My point is, it creates an interesting space… particularly when you happen to live on a cul-de-sac in midtown Manhattan.

And speaking of Manhattan, last night was my conversation with Patrick James Lynch soon to air on the MyNY podcast program.

I gabble about things like being madly in love, ways that humans baffle me, and why this is my favorite town. I don’t get too much into my Writing… who really wants to hear about that boring stuff?

I’m going to keep on with novel today. I told Patrick of my plan to pimp it on summer New York City streets, that’s not the sort of promise you really want to break.


  1. Here’s to not breaking promises!

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