Anyhooverville, today is a walk to Planet Bachelor to feed Ayesha.
I have already rehearsed When I Go. FUCK THAT SONG IS HARD sHE DID IT ON PURPOSE THE SLIPPERY jackanapes. Dave Carter, who was a woman and died before she could come so. I perform on this mourning moon a keun-jeol for Dave Carter, but it’s kinda virtual, so please understand.
In the allowing myself to feel sad I can go back and write the isolation that is hounding all of my lead characters in various ways. Will they ever be a krewe again and will it ever be the krewe it was before? The answer depends on what more of yourself you will bring this time.
Today’s affirmation: Organization makes the impossible possible.
It shows worms and flies chasing away a chicken, who is shall we say nonplussed.
Back to work, trying hard to make wordcount by noon.
