Sipping Pinot, the one my friend Ed gave me a couple years ago, or maybe early ’13. Not […]
Month: July 2014
Over 3,000 words for the day, and I’m exhausted, but I still want to write. And my writer […]
Track, leading me to a question den– that’s okay, Ithink, otherwise I won’t have even a slice of […]
And to Mendocino I went today. Wrote about the heat in my new notebook, the one I took […]
But, anyway, from my tangent, re-focusing on today’s mission: objects and dialogue; the guests, anything. Coffee, ready to […]
Finding time. It evades and plays. And I’m not in the mood. My plans want attention, the constant […]
Lift a self If I can But I’m tired Didn’t sleep as I should have Now I have […]
Hot patio; trapped with swirled senses. Heat dousing me with non-seeable weighted veils. Paralyzed but still in a […]
6:20AM. Alice on her run. Jackie and I downstairs playing, then a sleep attempt on couch then back […]
And I was reminded, again, organically, by my own thought stream, to put everything out there– everything I […]