Need another cup.  I just can’t wake up, for some reason.  After 100, my character needs his rest.  […]

New writing spot, 1:51PM.  At the park by Maria Carillo High, and the library, here on Montecito Blvd.  […]

8:51PM.  Posted a poem earlier, which I’m quite sure I’ll use for the first poetry collection.  Two Irishmen […]

9:06AM.  In Library, in corner, nice and lovingly quiet.  A little time with my words before meeting Mercedes, […]

The rain, still in its fall.  And me, this dizzy writer, exhausted after two vineyard tours in this […]

Finished a purge of poem.  And it still rains.  Alice, downstairs on couch, slowly interacting with the chicken […]

Oh, how free I feel.  And I’ll continue to drink this IPA, follow freely into Poe’s plea.  I […]

Home a bit late this evening as I had some silly tasting to host.  And now that I’m […]