I’m in mode of wind-down. No rain. No activity. Too much still in this Room. But I’m writing. […]
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Lightning, sculpted for my pen speech. Breaking into mind house. Charged even before I enter. Mind patrol. Away […]
Do I have any dream of “being” a “published author?” No. As I already am. I’m published by […]
Almost another slip with this technological reality. This devil monster laptop wouldn’t wake up. But here it is, […]
Monday. Home sick. Decided ‘twas best for me, recovery. Already feeling better, 11:27am. Input 1,000 words into book […]
Home sick. Thought it was food poisoning. But it’s the stomach stint Alice had. About to nap, just […]