Envelopes, stuffed. Daydream… Story… Gone. Better.
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have coffee, but need music. Already I’ve learned something from the morrow’s momentum— Whatever I want from the […]
that I’m refusing to post to the blog. I’m selling it. Somehow. Have to edit it, print it, […]
Less than 30 minutes left of my 2 hours to self to write. Listening to different music now. […]
…think of my character, Kelly, but right now I need to focus on the writer writing this, now […]
Notes scattered in this little notebook. Dead at work in a tasting room, tempted to taste through wines […]
No joke. That was one of the more sizable stacks I can ever remember grading. But now I […]
An obvious “revisit” for me, this bottled narrative from one of this writer’s more favored and promised producers […]
Writing father not waking at 4, so the mood already angularized but I won’t let it slow me […]
Yes, now I really appreciate what I offer to students… Every moment is significant and all our breaths […]