Today, I needed to do a big run. I’ve been sticking around 4-4.5 and steadily improving, but the big improvement comes when you run big. It doesn’t matter how fast you go, but if you can get 1 big run in per week, the shorter runs become easier. It’s all in the mind. When I… Read More Not So Much Fun
Wait a minute! Have I seen that one before?
Not quite. It’s the one I didn’t choose. Remember that one that I was obsessed with of the woman with sitting in a black and white image with vertical stripes. Remember there was another similar one that wasn’t quite as good, and I couldn’t quite tell why?
This is a similar situation, obsessed by one, but not the other.… Read More That Memory Watching me
That could have been a title for one of my more racy adventures, but I’m going to leave it there, and let your imaginations roam free. Instead, that is referring to my first freelance job for the summer. It arrived yesterday, I’ve since done all the work on it, will check it later, and then… Read More Come and Gone
Today was an unexpectedly busy day. I had to take the car in for service. For some reason their guest internet wasn’t working. I didn’t ask about it. There were people using devices, but they may not have been online. Neither my laptop nor my phone could talk to the internet, so I left it.… Read More Temporarily ins(ane) – inep(t) – implica(ted) – maybe just Ephemeral
I was going to straight to EJO to post some poetry today, but I haven’t gotten there yet. I sometimes don’t have an idea until I sit down to write, and that usually means that it comes slowly for a while and then it gushes. So why am I here instead of over there? I… Read More Pre-planning
I have now read through The Cult of Hahn again. Here is what is missing: 2 short sections and one big section. In fact, one of the short sections says [a little more here?] where it is meant to be, which means that at the time, I was thinking that it might need a little… Read More Reading Hahn
I was just looking at an old story on my WritersCafe page. It was OK. Nothing special. Then I read the one review I got. Idiot! Who? Me? Or the writer of the review? Me. I had forgotten about that review. Basically, his review shredded me. I shouldn’t have read it. He was an asshole.… Read More POOP!
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