Coffee To save Me, quickly– It’s Monday and It’s in its Attacking form. God Damn It. (12/14/15)
Bored with the words I use. I’m sure all writers or assuredly some feel this at some point– […]
Downstairs. Coffee. Rain. Quiet. Moments like this will very much be reduced if not completely taken away, with […]
In 48 hours, I’ll have very much met her. Little Emma. And I’m doing everything I can to […]
a freewrite 5:59AM. 59 minutes late to work or my work or the ideal time for the writer […]
Why am I so nervous? I wasn’t with baby 1– Thinking of money, and scheduling– And sleeplessness. And […]
Home from gym a little over an hour ago, Jack awake and waiting for me to come home, […]
So after the meeting in the Sanglier tasting room this morning, and the tasting at Hartford Court (new […]
Regular instruction. For the semester. Done. Just finished a beer, and I do plan on having another. And […]
Writing freely this last day at Solano. My “absentee form” which the twit clerk said was so crucial […]