Minutes to write. By Lake Sonoma in large parking lot. Not many cars, light rain. Amazing class this […]
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So why am I not more content? Why can’t I freely write? Something with this morning. Haven’t figured […]
big coffee containers. Think they’re called “travelers”. For class. Said I’d have it there for them in Tuesday, […]
The writer fell to the call of a nap, following tasting at winery down street from studio. Waiting… […]
off to errands, and other to-do’s. Can’t get used to this, though. Having the whole day to self […]
Will stay up late tonight prepping, for again a semester to hopefully end all semesters. Up early tomorrow […]
Something different. Not sure what it was, and still is at this late hour, 22:34, but I’m here, […]
whatever Alice has. 8:47 and I’m already thinking of bed. Babies with one of their grandmas, and we […]
Emission Encourage Been a morning for the writing father. Feel scattered, worn, disheveled and in a terrible […]
could say. Hear Emma crying upstairs, Alice not feeling well… rain outside. This could be a night. I […]