journal, 4/12/13 Tired.  Not even in much mood to write.  The novel, definitely not being touched tonight.  Need […]

7:04am.  Up.  With Kerouac.  Coffee in cue.  All day composing.  For book, yes.  But also for Self.  Tonight […]

3:57pm.  Writing, prepping, at Mom and Dad’s.  Didn’t want the noise at Starbucks nor the incarceration of that […]