529 words typed for article. Of 100. 529, yes, that number again. First real day at the Dry […]
winemaking
of those extended prose progressions that I’d like to do, but I sit with wine, red, a single-vineyard […]
mood. Write your way out of it. I’ve said this before, but today I’m in some sort of […]
Everyone says I shouldn’t make my own wine— “Well, you shouldn’t just make wine so you can write […]
302 words behind NaNoWriMo schedule. But I need to now rest, after this Thursday, my first drive up […]
Up at 4:53 but went back to sleep, now 6:06 and I refuse to let my head touch […]
Want to sit for a thousand words but I’m not holding myself to anything. I’m strangled by time […]
Not enough time in the café here for another thousand but that doesn’t mean I have to stop […]
Solano, and my mood has seen the rollercoaster this morning, and I’m sure but not sure what it’s […]
This morning, oh this morning with my little technology skirmish and remembering last night with Mom and Dad […]