Red Cedar
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Category: Me
An intake of breath.
I haven’t been writing much of anything lately except the occassional erotic missive to a long-distance possibility, such has been the lack of interest in settling myself down in front of the computer in between meetings. I come to work, stare at the screen,… Continue Reading “An intake of breath.”
8 days?
It can’t really be so long since I have written here. It’s been a busy time and I’ve got lots to say when I find the time for posting. Stay tuned, friends! I am still very much alive and will find the space for… Continue Reading “8 days?”
Days and days recorded.
I finally broke down and bought a proper daytimer today – the kind with a space to write in appointments by the hour – after frustrating myself trying to fit everything into the small agenda I got for free through work at Christmastime. I… Continue Reading “Days and days recorded.”
Returning from weekend.
And a good long weekend it was, though I’m a tad unfocused today which is impeding my ability to write with any fluidity. Cotton-brain, stumbling fingers, and the annoying itch of everything I need to get to if I could just get methodical for… Continue Reading “Returning from weekend.”
Me at Joshua Tree
Taking a rest in Joshua Tree state park. Picture by one of my traveling companions.
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