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Haircut Sketch–
Haircut Writing, in “salon” if that’s what you could call this place.. “I want to be a winemaker so I can write about it.” But it’s also about a boa-constrictor-esque desire to know wine better. Busy...
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And just like that I’m 36.
And downstairs in the dark, or semi-dark, typing. Like I did in the condo, and I look outside at the house behind me and see a single light on, small window, translucent, one of those blurring window...
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So whole writing in my parents’ house,
late, 11:37 with nightcap, listening to Delilah by Hutcherson. Relaxing, and something that Mom said to me tonight ripples in my character, about removing self, and if not removing completely then...
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New saunter with new
friends and new observations, portraits of Russian River and viticultural empiricism. Sounds of dried leaves, step step step… And that phantasmagoric fog that beat into the scene like some soft...
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Project A
16th day, 2016, now past 11 in the Autumn Walk Studio, Emma in front of me in the bassinet thing and I think about the day and how my wallet was found, debit and credit card, and I’m back to a sensible...
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PROMPTS:
-What are you thinking about right now? Write a standalone piece of writing in 1 minute about that thought, or if there’s more than one… -Go through old writings, share your favorite one! THEN, write...
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9/30/16 – No real events to speak of
this morning for the writing father, other than I’m going in a bit later, so he has some time to write and gather self. While sipping that Chardonnay yesterday, leaning against fence, looking...
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6:18AM. Jackie comes to get me first thing,
as yesterday morning he was at his Grammy’s house.. “I miss you, Dada,” he said, ordering me awake when all part of me wanted to do was sleep but the other part only wanting to be a Dada. So we play...
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Day 1
Sanction Credit No more cinnamon bread … Thought, and am still thinking, this whole morning that I need to challenge myself. How. Don’t want it to be one of those sill trite ’30 day challenges’ that...
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Day 2
Working lunch. Between classes. Burrito from caf’ which I know I shouldn’t have bought but I needed something and when you’re hungry anything sounds good. That, and a student in the 100 class kept...
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20-something minutes left
in my 90 minute content challenge. Done with burrito, still shocked with Melissa’s grandmother’s death. More than sudden. Have to live for now. Got a little lazy there in the 90 minutes, going on...
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I will let NO ONE dictate my pace. EVER.
On campus, in the adjunct cell, with my “lunch” if you could call it that. Haven’t told the department yet about my 1A, only ‘cause I wanted to come directly here to write, but I’m more than ever...
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10/18/16 – Tonight I’m writing freely, sipping
a new Cabernet from Napa, from a small but beneficent label. One of those stories I only want to mimic. Would have written earlier, but I thought it the need and the optimal for the writer to speed...
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10/21/16.
Halloween in ten days. I keep asking myself the whole ‘how is that possible’ but I get it, I get it ever do I get it. Friday and I have yet to pour myself a cup of the coffee Debra bought me....
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(#papablogga – column 2)
What Time Is It? Go, GO! Every have one of those mornings where your alarm doesn’t go off, but your whatever-month old does? She cries for food, saying something in here head like, “Are you serious?...
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Little after 4, and I’m thinking
the day is turning on me, but with positive attention and intention. All projects done for winery, now I can breathe in my own sentences, decide what I want for day’s rest. Have to drop by wine bar...
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NaNoWriMo at 1:59pm
Back from lunch and I’m ping-ponging between work and the book, my poems I’ve been drumming all day, even wrote on in the vineyard, leaning against and old, discarded barrel creekside. Looking up and...
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journal –
Writing father not waking at 4, so the mood already angularized but I won’t let it slow me a bit. Chugging quick the cold coffee, made last night—well, not made cold but cooled over night, left...
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note
Less than 30 minutes left of my 2 hours to self to write. Listening to different music now. No more Hutcherson. Not now.. Eating a bagel after taking a break. No I didn’t nap, though so tempted....
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On Andy Katz
Andy’s work captures a soft-spoken fervor of existence, of us and everything around us. Be it a vineyard or some small village overseas, or a Cuban woman laughing while holding a cigar, the tones and...
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