But I can’t believe that living space doesn’t matter. I am in a mood to design yet another perfect residence.
I’ve just begun to formulate some discipline around writing. I’ve been a stream-of-consciousness-essayist until now. Short bits, finished in one sitting. Oh, I’ve also been a poet, and I would pour hours over the correct rhythm, the most pleasing rhyme or anti-rhyme. I’ve been known to edit myself to death as well. But a thoroughly… Continue reading Dam the Discipline