line editing. i got blurbs! from my two wonderful clients.
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Ania provides insightful, extensive and creative editing services. She’s given me invaluable assistance and has the ability to pinpoint flaws in astraight forward and forthright manner. Ania offers clear and comprehensive suggestions in a professional and non-threatening style. I would recommendher to any writer who desires an intelligent and objective viewpoint and hopes to improve his work.

Peter Sarno, graduate student

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Ania,

Thanks for all of your help on my flash "Patrimony". Your patient encouragement and your honest critique of what worked and what did not, helped me to take this from a rough draft to a finished product. I was pleased to learn that it has been accepted for publication in the spring issue of "Antithesis Common" (even though I did not take your suggestion to axe "beloved"). Thanks again I look forward to working with you in the future.

Len Joy

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wind gusting to 70km/h. i could feel the sofa shake and tremble under me.

it is snowing.

it's snowing. it is raining, but some of the raindrops, well, aren't raindrops, but tiny snowflakes. it smells like winter.

line editing. two people on zoetrope liked my reviews so much that they hired me as their line editor. they think i am good. i LOVE line editing. almost as much as writing. and i need cash for stamps, for all these SASEs. and envelopes. and stuff. so if you want a line editor, i am good and responsible, and i don't miss deadlines no matter what. but beware, some say i am anal. (i am).

i'm reading The Time in Between by David Bergen. i'm loving it.

how familiar everything is already. how comforting. the first turn of the road when i walk downtown, and i see the bay. every time different. low tide, high tide. the sky. the light. today the sky was grey, but somewhere far, over the water there must have been a crack in the clouds, because the sunlight was pouring through. there was a thin, brilliantly white band, almost blinding, at the far end of the bay. the hills above it were ephemeral, gauzy.

the second turn of the road and i see the town. i was surprised at how good it felt to see it. as though i belonged. as though i've been here forever.