Need more coffee. Surprised? ‘Course not. Editing. Why do it at all. Only 10, and […]
Coffee
Be right back… Writerfather moving moving— Usually not this ahead of schedule. Saved time by not showering, shaved […]
With last glass of this red, and thinking about my time at the desk today, writing and rewriting […]
Not 4AM, but 5:59. Emma and I down here so Alice can get some sleep, still battling a […]
Didn’t let it bother me, even slightly. I felty altogether free, a run non-numerically. No obsession with what […]
woken by Jackie wanting to watch some cartoons downstairs. I take to the coffee I made last night […]
Already with 2 cups swarming and swimming in my circulation, I battle decisions. And this new age, 37.. […]
A ten mile run, visit to the runner’s store later, I’m at the desk, ready for Composition. Brewed […]
At this point in the writer’s life. Home from another trying day at winery. I’m 37 and nothing’s […]
No run. Didn’t sleep well, or not much at all. And Jackie coming down here promptly at 6:10, […]