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)
Tag: life
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
When 22 words turns into 252 words, it isnt that good of a time (Short Notes From Far Out There 2)
This morning I woke up with 'Life During Wartime' playing in my head. It is may 14th. When the sun goes down there will be a full moon in the sky. And it feels sorta' strange, because it is David Byrne's birthday. He's Sixty-Two: "I wanted to be a secret agent and an astronaut, preferably… Continue reading When 22 words turns into 252 words, it isnt that good of a time (Short Notes From Far Out There 2)
Adventures In American Writing 