On campus, in the adjunct cell, with my “lunch” if you could call it that. Haven’t told the […]
Time
The writing father again strangled by time. Coffee machine ready to brew, now sipping water, some construction going […]
as yesterday morning he was at his Grammy’s house.. “I miss you, Dada,” he said, ordering me awake […]
Computer reads something back to me, and I try my damnedest to focus on what I’m writing. Teaching […]
before bed. Fully out of sick’s grip. Want to run, and I will, Wednesday. And I will devote […]
Whole day in daddy mode– 6.3 mile run– Letting material and momentum gather till babies are asleep, then […]
Lunchtime freewrite. Already walked the vineyard once and am now in my office where I usually am during […]
Frustrated with myself as I wanted to post a piece I wrote about Emma, earlier, but this evening […]
You’re a dad. Everything scheduled has to be scheduled around the dad schedule. You have work to get […]
Anything I write currently will be negative, as not much sleep from Emma’s little cold, so now I’m […]