5:53AM: Not letting myself go back
into any kind of sleep after putting J in our bed. Can hear his little voice still, saying something to his mother, but poor Alice in her fatigue from the previous day doing a dozen or so errands with...
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wine exploration, my new attitude and forum for the bottles, tomorrow. And in morrow, early wake. This morning out the door late from the easing of little Kerouac… but before I forget, prompts for...
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And the coffee now being sipped, and needed as I very much feelthe echo and aftershock of lastnight’s wine. Typo after typo in this sitting, but that’ll change once this coffee infuses and breaks up...
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my Yulupa coffee base. This morning, one of delays, coupled with waking late. So my mood is volatile. And I bite into the sausage and egg sandwich and then I’m calmed, eased in the placement at this...
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cup 1 5:54AM and at keys, no not as early as I wanted but I’m here typing, thinking about taking on other clients and if I do that how my own writing will suffer. But enough of that now, the story for...
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a freewrite 5:59AM. 59 minutes late to work or my work or the ideal time for the writer to rise and do something connected to that idyllic image of himself. You should see all the typos I’m going to...
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Downstairs. Coffee. Rain. Quiet. Moments like this will very much be reduced if not completely taken away, with Ms. Emma landing soon. But it’s to make me more dedicated and disciplined a writer....
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No wine for the writer this evening, this xmas evening, as I had quite the kind amount last night, so at the desk with me at right is slow-churned mint chip ice-cream— sure there’s an error somewhere...
View Article12/29/15, 5:29AM
Whenever I see 529 anything I see it as a boon, yes because of my birthday numbers or numeric shaping, whatever, but being up this early is a most conspicuous creative shove, certainly a prize for the...
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9:48 and at winery, not yet clocked in just gather Self to rain and listen, watch, window at left and watching, watching, and the analogy is clear, quite vocal and obvious. I need write with every...
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I’m waking up at 5AM tomorrow. Or earlier. I have to, if I’m to see the world and write about it, and be this separatist wine journalist and writer I want be. Watching my daughter sleep helps at...
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Explain A night for everyone, especially Alice who now sleeps with Jack, and me downstairs with Emma after walking around this very lower floor and talking to her, kissing her right cheek, rubbing her...
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Over 1,300 words. Lecturing notes and pieces for my book, the MS due in March.. to be sent away, for sakes of teaching and student empowerment, making literature your own and being more of an active...
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…coffee, have to have coffee.. all professors drink coffee, right? So, go! Get a cup. Know you’re New today, Professor Mike, that the world will feel your instruction and adjunct’d ire, and that...
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Not stressing as much about not-writing, moments I can’t keyboard, or Carpe-journal. Remember what you do, record later. Class tomorrow, and I think I’ll begin with this— morning’s proving not as...
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The stresses of the morning outweigh the senses. Presently, anyway. Wouldn’t be this way if I’d risen at 4. By meditation 100, I will be in that habit. Nowhere to inside write, so I’m on the patio...
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Alarm off I’m up to write but only a note. Back to rest, at least I scribbled this. 2/27/16
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of coffee. Writing fathers, or this one in this entry, this morning.. need coffee like fish need their gills, the water around them; like eagles need those gusts and aired currents between ranges. My...
View ArticleVain is Me, Blatantly
6:56.. with 4 shot mocha, writerfather sits in the cozy adjunct cell, optimistically a-jitter. Nothing to hand back, paper-wise, and new momentum in my verses, the poetry that keeps telling me to come...
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7:14, up with Emma downstairs. Last cup of coffee made. And me, wondering how this day’s to do. No class tomorrow morning, but I need to get something done, be productive, this writerfatheradjunct,...
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