again: Why am I seeing these things now, so late, at THIRTY-FUCKING-FIVE? I have this urge now to […]
Month: October 2014
Writing like a journalist today, inspired from the Hemingway research I did for class, and a documentary I […]
Umbrellas up– though rain’s just a tap away– glasses out and bottles uncorked. Riveted. They all forget, the […]
Day start. Clouds and thinly iced air, not too harsh. Exit car, make walk to punch clock and […]
Quiet in this bottom floor hall. Prep’d for rough draft workshop but the stomach ache I had last […]
My night’s cap, ’11 Syrah. Not in anyway conforming to the stereotypes and misnomers of the 2011 voice […]
In the library and you can definitely feel the semester intensifying. I’m out in the open like an […]
2,395 words so far today written. Wrote Dav, wrote my daily 500-word standalone.. feeling like a professional writer, […]
typing in mendo class. First section done, met them briefly and sent them to write their second papers. […]
I’m standing and writing. Not sure this is my form. Bored and motivated– which gall most me suits? […]