(I'm fighting here, but if you want to read more, click one of the self-made advertisements along the path. They are revolutionary and bring freshness to your eyes. Thank you for reading) Walking three miles to sell typewriters on Ginsberg's birthday. O how the typewriter is holy, and america, go fuck yourself and your atom… Continue reading wanderings of a writer during war
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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)
Thrown On The Streets Books (& writing, art, music) #7
Random page (unknown author) of old typeset on old paper, by a real good typist, and I'm not sure, I'm guessing this was a document for a class that (judging on the paper and skill) was written in the early 80s (but I could be wrong) using an electric typewriter (but no... my first guess… Continue reading Thrown On The Streets Books (& writing, art, music) #7
THROWN ON THE STREETS BOOKS #4 (PART 2 of FINAL POST OF 2013)
FIRST: Eight fifteen in the morning and the coffee is gone. No wait, one more sip and now it’s gone. Crack Brew, pull back gulp cold beer, a reward for words… And about twenty minutes ago I finished the first final draft of book one in the More Adventures of a Dying Young Man series.… Continue reading THROWN ON THE STREETS BOOKS #4 (PART 2 of FINAL POST OF 2013)
Editing is groundhog day (Winter 31 Notebook Page 1)
The 8th draft.... is kicking my ass and I'm mean. I don't have much to say other than skin gets dry in the winter and writing a novel is real difficult. I fall asleep whenever I close my eyes. Case and Point.... woke up with shoes still on. It was a few hours later. I… Continue reading Editing is groundhog day (Winter 31 Notebook Page 1)