the book, the thoughts not the book tonight. The wine industry, so funny and flawed, like an inconsistent […]
changes
I write whatever comes to head with this beat playing in my ears. You, writer, and one reading […]
Soon as I park, I feel the decided force in me, to work harder than I ever have. […]
Could have been here earlier, but Jack got sick in back of car and I had to him […]
I’ll tell you. Hotel room writing. I quite like it. And I don’t know when the next time […]
All unpacked. This is exciting and odd, excitingly odd with concurrent flashes of education. I sip what’s left […]
Day 23, 7/2/17, Sunday: Was up before Jackie, but not by much. He came downstairs to find me […]
…drive to Kenwood, run from Kunde to Lawndale like I used to, then further from that… maybe to […]
Thinking about what he’s sipping more decidedly— it’s more than wine, this is more than an industry, and […]
Out of class, with students and their potential paper directions, writing a thesis in under ten words, me […]