There's some kind of animal in the house. I can hear it in the other room. Why is writing so weird? Oh geez...I don't have time for this nonsense anymore... The winter is on the decline around Michigan and you can see it in the blue and the color and you can see it at night… Continue reading Dog days of winter 2014 notebook page 5 (Old Books #1)
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Dog days of winter notebook 2014, page three
What a strange era for some punk sociologist kid to think that being a writer was a good idea, in the age of a web site called so and so... The two things I think about the most are, where are my glasses and the coffee is cold. Come on old kid and just speak… Continue reading Dog days of winter notebook 2014, page three
Editing Eyes #8
The Wheels On The Mental Bus
I’m on the craziest greyhound ever…and I’ve been on rides going through the long stretch of Georgia before Florida sitting in the middle walkway section because there was nowhere to sit, but these people have lost their minds… The driver told all the ladies not to kiss him. He used to be a police officer… Continue reading The Wheels On The Mental Bus
Random Source #3
Kind of interesting writer history that I stumbled across: Vonnegut said that he intended A Man Without a Country (subtitle: A Memoir Of Life In George W Bush's America) to be his final work, and what I didn't know was there was a book called, The Man Without a Country by Edward Everett Hale which was written… Continue reading Random Source #3
Adventures In American Writing 