6/20/20 After tasting and meeting this morning I’m in a startup mode. To start anything, smoething, multiple somethings. Every business idea and writing direction just act. Don’t think. At KIN waiting for lunch order—Cobb for Melissa, cheese pizza and veggies for kids, pesto chicken sandwich, and fries which I shouldn’t have ordered, for me—sipping aContinue reading
8:23am. Slept in a little. As did kids. Made them both breakfast downstairs, Jack some cereal and Emmie a bagel. Then they back to play. I get an idea for a novel, or story, or something. I need time to write, I say to myself. Start a new doc on lap—NO, don’t do that. RemindingContinue reading “3/29/20, Sunday.”
my partner narrator.
No nap, today, fought against pull and push to do so. Thanksgiving over, wife out shopping at one of those shopping special eve whatever’s. Me, home. Wine. Just finished glass of Claret. The night passed with such cruel progression. Indifference. Babies asleep upstairs. What movie do I watch, my dilemma. My life’s trouble. Think ofContinue reading
Finding I can’t keep up with what I write and posting. Can’t post quick enough, or I write too much too fast. Have time to gather what thoughts I have after this busy, busy day. I do find I’m overthinking more than I possibly ever have, and I wonder why, why am I doing that. Continue reading “10/9/18”
Last night not opening anything resplendent. Just taking the rest of the Cabernet I opened night prior. And, frankly, it said nothing to me. Nothing at all. An idea for a short, from my character Kelly as you might forecast, her first day in the wine industry, being walked around the crush pad and seeingContinue reading “Wine. “