Focusing on writing, an evening on the outskirts of Bakersfield - By N.L. Belardes
It seems like I'm gone, but I'm not. I've been drafting a letter for days. I'll post it later.
In the meantime I've also been on a voyage of discovery. Myspace has truly been working wonders, connecting Noveltown in new directions, both geographic and otherwise. I'll be posting so much in the coming days, this is just the calm before the storm. I'll introduce you to some cool people; people who want to make a difference in the literary world. Those are the people Noveltown has to connect to: readers, publishers, writers, do-ers.
To prepare for one of my new personal ventures. OK, well this is good for Noveltown too, I was asked to do some writing for another blog. I'll announce that on Monday or Tuesday.
In the meantime, I took some photos for that write-up yesterday evening. Here's a few extra I thought you might enjoy:

This beaver was spotted on the grass near the Kern River

He wandered away when I stepped into his comfort zone

He took a fat leaf and dove into the river and munched on his prize

I thought the worms was funny

Late in the evening on the bluffs

Earlier along Edison Highway...

Once again by the river

This cat looks fed up with the primadonna peacock
In the meantime I've also been on a voyage of discovery. Myspace has truly been working wonders, connecting Noveltown in new directions, both geographic and otherwise. I'll be posting so much in the coming days, this is just the calm before the storm. I'll introduce you to some cool people; people who want to make a difference in the literary world. Those are the people Noveltown has to connect to: readers, publishers, writers, do-ers.
To prepare for one of my new personal ventures. OK, well this is good for Noveltown too, I was asked to do some writing for another blog. I'll announce that on Monday or Tuesday.
In the meantime, I took some photos for that write-up yesterday evening. Here's a few extra I thought you might enjoy:

This beaver was spotted on the grass near the Kern River

He wandered away when I stepped into his comfort zone

He took a fat leaf and dove into the river and munched on his prize

I thought the worms was funny

Late in the evening on the bluffs

Earlier along Edison Highway...

Once again by the river

This cat looks fed up with the primadonna peacock


save a tree, eat a beaver!
beautiful pictures...
dw, ummmm... yeah.
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