Cold sun and music. Afternoon and another brew. A couple more sips of a few more cups of water and beans. Chapped lips and pillows for teef. A mile is the same as one memory. The generation ticks on towards leadership forgetting some things while making a history out of others. Fixing words and drafting… Continue reading Sketches #9 Pillows for teef and fingers for ears
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Day 62 of The Editing Process (A Plan?)
Not sure why there might be a huge space up there. I don't have the time right now to care. Update: Worked on the West Vine Press Page a bit. I could use some part time work doing something for the spring and summer, so I'm going to look into that. Anything really, either physical… Continue reading Day 62 of The Editing Process (A Plan?)
ATTENTION HUMANS
First: You're going to start seeing work by other writers on this site/blog/thing. Don't be afraid human, everything will work out. This whole damn thing is expanding into a mutant cyborg of literary proportions, a vision born in the future smashing the trajectory of the status passivity that our society has become so inspired by. If you would like… Continue reading ATTENTION HUMANS
I’m a modern (stumbling) man
Enjoy and hate while I'm around. Chirp Chirp: I don't tweet very often and I'm not very cool, but since...oh hell; I'm not explaining why I'm advertising myself. I might use this and I might not. I'm just a writer dancing with the world that takes nothing that seriously anymore. So into the water I… Continue reading I’m a modern (stumbling) man
Adventures In American Writing 