Each word, a tool, each sentence a brick– paragraph, building. Build cities–
Literature
Something different. Not sure what it was, and still is at this late hour, 22:34, but I’m here, […]
bored with my writing before I even start typing. What this is a symptom of, I don’t know. […]
9:26AM, day after Thanksgiving, and there’s music in everything— in the office chatter across the floor, in the […]
In the adjunct cell and I immediately started grading the English 100 papers when I sat down with […]
Nearing lunch. Not sure if I’m in a writing mood, from how busy it’s been. But I was […]
Alarm ignored. But I’m up now with that temptation that any writing parent feels. To just go back […]
Back to work, back to surprise myself. But more than anything, defeat you. Quiet as I ever heard […]
I needed a wine, a Zin actually, that had voice and conviction, command over my sense for sakes […]
Continuing on with my 3-page mission for the day, trying to distance myself as much as I can […]