wait/weight of matters
Sometimes it’s disenchanting being a broke Writer like me. Certain days I find myself alternating blank stares between a novel, the wall, some poetry, the wall, a children’s book… you catch my drift…...
Read More →Sometimes it’s disenchanting being a broke Writer like me. Certain days I find myself alternating blank stares between a novel, the wall, some poetry, the wall, a children’s book… you catch my drift…...
Read More →a trip to being taken we were. riding an early train. leg rest lap. and i wished for longer. extension, to say. reversing hits.
Read More →I’m playing with prose in between sorting the next book… in title-less ways like this: It was something that was fiercely (personal) affective. My pouting lips twisted in a way where (withheld) words...
Read More →Since kicking off my site just over a year ago, cult members consistently say that I inspire them. I’ve mentioned this in previous posts, and every time a new wave comes through contacting...
Read More →In the company of SoleGCand a gathering of Writers and all things creative, last night kicked off the first official WRITERS NIGHT I am hosting in conjunction with Bananafish Magazine.
Read More →Dear blog family Today kicks of YEAR TWO of FollowMeToNYC in action. Obviously I’ve diced my idea of featuring a novel here this year… I’m kind of digging the site as track of...
Read More →Alright my cult of all things tasty. Yesterday’s video clip was post 365 on this bad boy. When you reside in two hemispheres as I do, flying all over does mysterious things. Somehow I gained...
Read More →and these… i’ve seen so much in the past few days… sashaying around the city… here are some of today’s most delicious moments… besides the beet root and walnut salad i had on...
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