We spent the weekend in the Winnebago in Moss Landing. Wonderful, relaxing, wanderlust inducing. It was so hard to come back to real life.
Many of my heroes have been supplanted by the wives who made their creativity possible.
I can’t decide if my random thoughts are actually random, or merely arbitrary.
The little blue writing machine is proving more than adequate. It has earned a sticker to be sure.
Can you have a non-sequitur without context?
Writing every day
Not perfect yet, but I’ve written four out of the last five days. The more I write, the easier it gets.
Reading before bed
Don’t do it. Because one night you may read something about the automobile industry in 1896 that contradicts what all the auto historians say. Only the new information was written in 1896 by an impartial eye witness. Then you will stay up all night trying to reorder your belief structure and playing connect-the-dots with what really happened and why everyone says something different. Sheeesh!