Sunday, May 13, 2012

today i'm running a bit, reading frank stanford's the battlefield where the moon says i love you, and watching Brazil and Gattica at Aggregate Space in West Oakland.

somewhere inside today i need to get to the library for some civil engineering books and work on the novel AND new poetry ms... but... you know... i'm not feeling rushed with either of these manuscripts right now. perhaps because i want a summer break.

no, i'm just a little stuck with the novel. a novel needs constant attention, i'm finding. i should have been born rich so i can write novels. born rich or less inclined to love.

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