loathed that word. I wake and my first instinct is to write but the allergies are already in […]
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7:14, up with Emma downstairs. Last cup of coffee made. And me, wondering how this day’s to do. […]
After the day’s length and intensity, I’m drained and very much surrendered. The mood has landed on my […]
Successfully evading a mood earlier, my first sitting at the winery— notes on the outside setting and view […]
I’m tired, eager for something to happen with the writing— part of me wants to just say ‘fuck […]
6:56.. with 4 shot mocha, writerfather sits in the cozy adjunct cell, optimistically a-jitter. Nothing to hand back, […]
Chance to write today. Jackie waking early from fever, hours later taking him to doctor. Told me, or […]
Only thirty meditations remaining before something happens, something.. getting me to the road. Hopefully this bottledaux reshaping and […]
Doesn’t look like much writing time for this writing father this morning.. BUT, I did steal this backcorner […]