this writing life
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and the work-in-progress makes me feel about the same, too…
There’s a quote I picked up from someone, somewhere, years ago – “You want to know the state of my mind? Take a look at the state of my house”. The move of our household from rented flat in the inner city to 3bedroom/large block in the boondocks is complete. But the transition of goods…
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NOT a mercenary.
After an absence of “quite a while”, I’ve twice in recent weeks been put on the spot of explaining my relationship with my writing to curious strangers. How long have I been writing? What do I write? Have I been published? Is it a living? Why do I do it? (Since always. Stuff. Quite a…
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Life Is Short / Filled With Stuff
There was one day in 1988 when I sat at a plastic table in the student union building of the university where I worked and answered a lot of tough questions from the writer with whom I was in a relationship. What kind of writer did I want to be? What did I want to…
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Archeological Dig Items #2
A portion of a “to do” list inside that POEMS notebook I found recently. Get a load of No.8 there – “write poem while waiting”. Have to love the attitude of the kid I was. Got a couple of minutes to spare? Hell then, be creative and productive while you’re waiting around! Of course. That’s…