Red Cedar
More apocalypse, less angst
Category: Me
Brief.
Gosh my brain feels bouncy this morning. As in all over the place, but still bright and springy as though every new idea is valid, worth pursuing away from the last idea. I’ve had this screen open to blog for an hour, but just… Continue Reading “Brief.”
If you have to be sure don't write.
I had hardly begun to read I asked how you can ever be sure that what you write is really any good at all he said you can’t you can’t you can never be sure you die without knowing whether anything you wrote was… Continue Reading “If you have to be sure don't write.”
Reflection and plans.
After an exhausted day yesterday, I am feeling renewed today for some reason I can’t quite put my finger on. But here I am again, immersed in self-improvement plans, excited by the prospect of summer holidays, relatively pleased with the short story I am… Continue Reading “Reflection and plans.”
A non-working kindof day.
I’m having a hard time getting down to work this morning – fuzzy-headed from staying out too late last night, clicking through Internet pages rapidly looking for inspiration of some sort. Goddamn if things didn’t end up exactly the same as they started. Not… Continue Reading “A non-working kindof day.”
Soundly emerging.
Fingertips sore this morning from playing the guitar and the fiddle for the first time in moons yesterday – the pads of the left hand, the fingering digits, strings cutting black lines into calluses eventually but I’ve got to work my way back up… Continue Reading “Soundly emerging.”
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