I'm writing a new book. It's done. I wrote it. Nothing. Life is practice. Days are never to be forced. Dreams are to be had. Life is not a game. Driving and watching and talking, sleeping at rest stops and learning, trying to remember, and only through practice does it become natural. You know what to do. To flow, to be the spontaneous slow pitched lion's… Continue reading Digital Blinks #18, Snow
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Old Manuscripts #2: Cloud over Procopius
Back to work
Some may say I'm a bit depressed. Maybe I am. But not really, just feel myself becoming bored, complacent, seasonal, icy, and on Christmas I shaved my hair off. It's a bad time of year to cut your hair, it's the winter, and I'm not sure why I thought that's what I needed to do. I just wanted… Continue reading Back to work
A story
I'm going to tell you a story. A story about a man, about me, about a student, a story, a product, of the all too typical. I'm going to tell you a story. A story about innocence, about love, about art and culture. A story about the modern, the post modern, the birth of so many different… Continue reading A story
Adventures In American Writing 