Resurrect the WOOLLY MAMMOTH!!!
Resurrect them, I say! And how that statement pertains to my writing life 🙂 So, you have likely, by now, heard about the scientists who are trying to bring back the woolly mammoths from extinction. They left our world around 1700 BC although some people have timed it at 10,000 years ago. And they want to bring it back, because, well, why not? We need to resurrect these behemoths to reverse global warming. Or so they say… But–you ask–what has that to do with your writing, Kim Smith? Everything. And nothing. I mean, come on…there are so many dead tropes
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The day after the fourth of July
It’s July Fifth, feels a lot like Monday, and hot out. The air is a sticky gray, and I somehow made it to work. I can’t even remember dressing in the bathroom. I swore when I left my house that I was going to be careful because driving while barely awake is dangerous. With the days’s food piled in my lunchbag, I walked inside the building. It was hopeless, and I was in sandals. The elevator was too empty to bear, never mind keep awake in; I didn’t even have head space because of sleep deprivation… I leaned against the
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