I fell asleep with the television on. Some show about white trash doing white trash things. That being said, I wake up in a terrible mood in a terrible motel and man, it’s time to get back to the small town blues with small town looks and nothing is flowing today. I’m in a funk.… Continue reading Love
Day: February 14, 2013
I hate american television
And that’s what I am, a bloody working man, and I have to believe that I’m working for something, I mean, why else would I do it? And usually I forget about my born-with intuition of surrendering to the times and the life of being a writer, but sometimes I have to shut down the… Continue reading I hate american television
Winter/Spring 2013 Visual Portfolio, For Andrew H.Kuharevicz
that…wait…
Always this kind of empty enthusiasm when I open my eyes to this physical presence, these days filled with old songs and old words constantly growing and dying and always I’m exhilarated when I land or fall out those doors with these stranger eyes, feeling like an adventurer when I’m back, back….back, again. Right away,… Continue reading that…wait…
Adventures In American Writing 