Outside the night is heavy. It’s still the summer and although it’s almost over another heat wave has come back around. I’m sweating and not even moving. Rolling up my pants to itch a bump on my ankle the Moon comes out, it’s bright yellow and almost full. Lined up and down the street are all… Continue reading Fake Palm Trees
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Why Now? Why Again? Hollywood and I guess what is an obsession with Classic books and Struggling writers
I'm a writer, a workhorse, an artist human writer blob of mass, and I try to keep this blog somewhat abstract and classy, but well, I cant catch a break, am tired as shit and only looking to relax. So as I go sit and wait in the backyard and try to think of something cool so I… Continue reading Why Now? Why Again? Hollywood and I guess what is an obsession with Classic books and Struggling writers
So, what happens next?
Remainders of memories Waiting to see what happens in the darkness it starts to rain. Darkness, only darkness; raining reminds me that I’m still alive as the drops seek into my skin. Darkness rain and the windows howl hoo, as if scared lil feet on wood of a lost lil ol lion dog. Rain drops… Continue reading So, what happens next?
The Only One Awake
Chirp Chirp the birds are awake and there's this robin that is nested above the door and when I leave the house I feel like I'm intruding without announcement on somebody else's home. Paper cut on my tongue and a hang nail on so many fingers and gorilla glue giving me bear hands. Working tired… Continue reading The Only One Awake
Update: Hand-Made Written Summer Travelin Books
My Three Real Books are still being made by a professional paper binder but I'm making 200 (as far as now for demand) of these handmade travel Books. They have some of my best writing in them, as well as are put together with care and stand for the physical written word, also will never fall apart, trust… Continue reading Update: Hand-Made Written Summer Travelin Books
Adventures In American Writing 