No longer a dawdling undergrad n0r a dawdling masters student! Progress! These days I live in South America, working as a freelance writer and language teacher and managing to update this thing surprisingly often (no one is more surprised by this than me). Now if only I could write fiction for myself and not other people. But it’s good to have goals, right?
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