Now at Petaluma situated in the Reading Room, from which I haven’t logged in well over a year, […]
artistry
to self: It may seem like you’re adding more clutter with all these notebooks, one for each arena, […]
I should feel different this morning. More excited or relieved or something, that this is the last Mendo […]
a fanged mood already. You know why, you know and you know me and you know it would […]
start an adjunct log, for other adjuncts– start a real movement, maybe I’ll then get “picked up”. Yeah? […]
8:40am. Never have timed Self, with the WPM measure. But writers don’t do that. That’s for clerical folk. […]
Tonight, writing freely. Won’t touch book till Tuesday morning. Hoping to run in earliest of morrows, tomorrow. No […]
10/6/13– Spicy pasta from Alice, tonight. Tired from day. Sipping last Ale, and the writer’s about finished. Want […]
Hard to keep up with Kerouac this morning. And before you ask, no. No run. Still feel Wednesday’s. […]
10/1/13– Finding it more difficult, stinging, to get everything done I wish. 3:43pm.. budgeting till 4p, precisely, for […]