The book doesn’t have a cover and much of the content is missing—I’ve had it for seven years and can’t remember how many times I’ve read the thing. The book is like a bird and has lost many feathers, and it wouldn’t even bother me if somebody stole it because there isn’t a real reason… Continue reading ‘May’ (summer 14′, semi-edited spontanous prose)
Month: May 2014
Typing Warm Up Summer 2014 #1: ROUND ONE, FIGHT!
This is a spontaneous rant about society and writers and lame shit that is a waste of time so if you like to chill out, keep scrolling. But anyway, so now the technocrats are telling the kids not to be ironic. First off I think part of the debate should focus on how and when… Continue reading Typing Warm Up Summer 2014 #1: ROUND ONE, FIGHT!
Strange dreams #1
I have strange dreams. Last night I was a chalkboard looking out at a full classroom. The students were aimlessly tapping on hand screens—and the teacher was real late but when he showed up he was wearing overalls and smoking a pipe. I don't know what the focus was, but there was a terrible lecture… Continue reading Strange dreams #1
Editing Eyes #20
Carving out a path, editing warm-ups #31
Adventures In American Writing 