10/28/14– 5:37AM, couldn’t sleep, kept thinking about freelancing as a writer, or journalist, or diarist. Woke about 25 […]
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Day over and we had one group, Nate and I. Nate’s words, describing over-oaked wines, “wood water”, and […]
a fanged mood already. You know why, you know and you know me and you know it would […]
wasn’t up at 5AM, but I’m on the couch with the little Artist relaxing, watching him eat his […]
again: Why am I seeing these things now, so late, at THIRTY-FUCKING-FIVE? I have this urge now to […]
Writing like a journalist today, inspired from the Hemingway research I did for class, and a documentary I […]
Quiet in this bottom floor hall. Prep’d for rough draft workshop but the stomach ache I had last […]
My night’s cap, ’11 Syrah. Not in anyway conforming to the stereotypes and misnomers of the 2011 voice […]
In the library and you can definitely feel the semester intensifying. I’m out in the open like an […]
2,395 words so far today written. Wrote Dav, wrote my daily 500-word standalone.. feeling like a professional writer, […]