mollylaich.com, both the website and the girl, need a little alone time. we’re expecting a full recovery in 2013. (maybe even before; I might want to tell you what movies I hated this year. I know. season your admiration.) Meanwhile, I love self help/hippy spiritual books, and I’ve been reading one in particular called The [...]
Entries Tagged as 'writing'
Missoula is for lovers.
August 23rd, 2012 · 3 Comments · Uncategorized
LAST NIGHT I met David Gates for dinner at the Depot around 6:30. I heard he was back in town and I wanted to talk to him about literature and maybe ask him what I should do with my life. David wrote two books in the 90s called Jernigan and Preston Falls. These books are [...]
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try to think of no one in particular.
March 9th, 2012 · 5 Comments · Uncategorized
Right after the Virginia Tech shooting, I was at a laundromat in Detroit, working on a little something while I waited for my clothes to dry. The attendant asked me what I was all about, and I said, “I’m a writer.” “Uh oh!” he said. “I’m scared of you!” That’s right! He should be. A [...]
things fall apart.
March 5th, 2012 · 4 Comments · Uncategorized
The writers conference I went to in chicago last week started off on a high note, and then everything began to unravel. Here’s a list/summary of what I learned at AWP. I went to the conference for two reasons: To read my stories into a microphone and to meet my twitter friends. All told, I [...]
even more on writing.
February 27th, 2012 · 3 Comments · Uncategorized
I’ve been thinking a lot about writing and how it’s done and where ideas come from. Stephen King, in his book On Writing (which we all agree is a national treasure) says that writers don’t know where they get their ideas and that it’s all very mysterious and we can’t possibly explain how it’s done [...]
The Woods, Week 1.
November 6th, 2011 · 11 Comments · Uncategorized
Dear Diary, Hi. Remember me? It’s me, Molly. The MacDowell Colony is pretty weird, I’d say. The living all alone in a studio in the woods of New Hampshire is the best part, probably. The worst part is that all the other people are strangers and it’s scary to have to talk and get to [...]