Older couple, presumably from out of town, in front of me eats. Looked with curious curvature to their […]
Month: March 2016
Doesn’t look like much writing time for this writing father this morning.. BUT, I did steal this backcorner […]
of coffee. Writing fathers, or this one in this entry, this morning.. need coffee like fish need their […]
8:06, woke with cough, compromised voice that cracks and elevates unexpectedly and provides an unwanted smokey subplot. Hate […]
to son, quiet, watch and listen, stray sentences from some thought or dream.. I record.
Friend of mine, in the Swiss Alps, taking a picture of herself with unimaginable peaks at her 6. […]
50 to 100 words, describe your workday so far. What you see, What you’ve done, What it’s made […]
At Oakville, Grocery, Again: writerfather morning And the cut on my right forefinger that I acquired sticking […]
Wait, was I just “inspired”? I hate that word as it’s become so fucking Halmark-y.. but I think […]
Changing my writing life, writing-father life. All here in one spot. The other blogs, and efforts, set to […]