an incongruent photo

Last night, Ed asked me how the writing was going. I had a ready answer. “It sucks donkey balls.” (In case there’s any ambiguity there, it wasn’t a good writing day.) “I’m reconsidering my...

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there’s only one of you

A little over a year ago – more? I don’t even know. I think that’s what comes of having spent so much of the last year on the road –  Neil Gaiman developed a series of short stories as part of a project...

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find the horizon

Sometimes you just need to push back from the desk, go for a walk, and find some horizon to study. I’m on a writing retreat right now. Not there in that photograph from Key Largo. I’m not sure I could write in a place...

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no more standing outside the fire

March was odd. Kaylah was cleared to start her therapy leash walks, which was great. Then I pulled in a muscle in my back and was flat out for nearly two weeks, which was not great. Kristina was home for the second of those...

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