Only a couple minutes, maybe less, till Jack wakes. Friend of mine sighted distraction in my recent pieces. […]
morning writing
Just tried putting Emma’s on, and had to call in mama cavalry, as the buttons were too hard […]
…all I want is coffee… COFFEE. Went up to help Alice, now off for the most colossal cup […]
7:14, up with Emma downstairs. Last cup of coffee made. And me, wondering how this day’s to do. […]
6:56.. with 4 shot mocha, writerfather sits in the cozy adjunct cell, optimistically a-jitter. Nothing to hand back, […]
of coffee. Writing fathers, or this one in this entry, this morning.. need coffee like fish need their […]
Alarm off I’m up to write but only a note. Back to rest, at least I scribbled this. […]
The stresses of the morning outweigh the senses. Presently, anyway. Wouldn’t be this way if I’d risen at […]
Not stressing as much about not-writing, moments I can’t keyboard, or Carpe-journal. Remember what you do, record later. […]
…coffee, have to have coffee.. all professors drink coffee, right? So, go! Get a cup. Know you’re New […]