Finally sit. No list. This is what should be time. All mine. Self set and let.
freedom
the writing dad takes inventory of what’s been done. He thinks about what he wants. Certain specific aims […]
Starting the day after xmas like the new year has already thrown its talons into my prose and […]
I’m not letting its self-pity fruit tempt me even a microscopic amount. Kids testing me, then parking downtown […]
Asked myself earlier if I regret becoming an English Instructor, if I resent the adjunct reality I’ve found […]
On campus and with another blueberry muffin and coffee. Haven’t started on the coffee, and I can’t find […]
Back from lunch and I’m ping-ponging between work and the book, my poems I’ve been drumming all day, […]
…an adjunct “professor”. Or whatever they want to call me this week. I’m as well in a mood […]
Amphora Winery – 2012 – Mourvèdre – Clarksburg Fun and funky little Rhône razzmatazz. Earthy and rustic, raw […]
to write freely instead, celebrate this night of quiet and decaf downstairs while the dryer flies upstairs making […]