Writing like a journalist today, inspired from the Hemingway research I did for class, and a documentary I […]
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Quiet in this bottom floor hall. Prep’d for rough draft workshop but the stomach ache I had last […]
Just woke. Short bathroom break and now writing. Again, I feel safer writing here than in the magazine, […]
12:23; In the new classroom, here in Mendocino. Already hot outside, and was forced from my quiet spot […]
But, anyway, from my tangent, re-focusing on today’s mission: objects and dialogue; the guests, anything. Coffee, ready to […]
The next morning, I still feel the red I had– the CF, CS, and I think about work. […]
Nearly at two thousand for day. Think I need a nap, much I want to read through Kerouac’s […]
7:25AM, still tired from yesterday a bit, but watching little Kerouac fiddle with his trucks and cars and […]
And the day’s over. My mood, different. All developments, smooth, without bump or bubble. I sip my night’s […]
9:01AM. Clocking in one minute late. OH well. First thing on day’s list, and I do have a […]