*I've never been more sick of 85,501 words in my life. I've basically memorized them, down to the ones I hate but serve some kind of fucking futile purpose. lol. um, so what? In other news I just scarfed down five chili dogs. That was cool. Bye.
(Updated, as of 3/21/2013) Rule 0. Read. Always for the subject. Write. Consume your anxiety. Become the whispers. Forget about being, only, be. Write down what you see. Write to figure out what your heart is. Digest your losses. Imagine your possible life on many possible worlds. Write about a single rock. … Continue reading Rules for writing ( and some random pictures)