Spontaneous Prose writing Experiment #1 I’m brainwashing myself. I’m going to believe in things that I don’t believe in. I’m cutting apart my mind. I’m slicing up that which can’t in-actuality be divided. I’m thinking terrible nasty and vicious nice little thoughts that shouldn’t yet be thought of. I’m blurring my eyes. I’m observing dreams… Continue reading Writing Notebook Summer 2012, page 1
Month: June 2012
Three Men and Three Women, Part One
Besides working on my novel and applying for fellowships or what the man on the street calls jobs, ha, well I’m trying to just keep learning and growing as a writer. I took the day off from the novel because I was getting burnt out. I needed to do some research and read. I will… Continue reading Three Men and Three Women, Part One
Nuclear Family
A Novel Note to self (and the digital other): After this update, below this paragraph, there’s a scene from Adventures of a Dying Young Man that probably won’t make it out of the fourth draft. I’m on the third draft now. The novel just reached 85,000 words. I have an estimated 15,000 words left to… Continue reading Nuclear Family
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Elephant. Had a dream that I was Dumbo. Drinking booze and popping bubbles within a cage, as children and the great white American race tossed chocolate covered coins at robot prostitutes. The men led the way, the fat children were in the middle, and the wives always lagged behind. I tried to fly away. My… Continue reading (S)
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Who cared? Who had time to stop for a moment in this fast paced and self-absorbed world? Who even had the time think anymore? Oh how I just wanted to taste the bottom layer of the American Dream, and even if I suffered from panic attacks and yearned for a life with an apartment that… Continue reading (N)
Adventures In American Writing 