Writing, about anything seems to- as every teacher I ever had told me-that writing begats writing begats the wonderful feeling, that need to, want to create.
OR, it could just be my Piscean way of hiding from..you know...life.
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Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Friday, March 13, 2009
oh my oh my
Patty's birthday was Weds, 3/11. Rog and I bought a cake and saw her and Jason's apt in Chinatown. It's in an old building, lots of sweet details, very good vibe from the building and the apt. The apt is decorated like...an art student's apt!
She showed us the projects she's putting in the BFA show on 3/20, at SAIC. I cry when I think of it, the show...silly, huh?
Have been sick sick sick all week...need more antibiotics and busy at work and depressed at home with piles of bills...
Have not checked email all week---just go home and sleep.
And---vanity----what to wear to the show without looking like a suburban mom?
Have three partial poems in my head and 3 partial poems on paper but can't bring it all together. I'm just jotting down lines, feels like being lost...i'll pay some bills, get some rest, focus on Patty's show, then sort my thoughts and regroup. Blood sugar highish, not eating well. And Brandon is my rock.
She showed us the projects she's putting in the BFA show on 3/20, at SAIC. I cry when I think of it, the show...silly, huh?
Have been sick sick sick all week...need more antibiotics and busy at work and depressed at home with piles of bills...
Have not checked email all week---just go home and sleep.
And---vanity----what to wear to the show without looking like a suburban mom?
Have three partial poems in my head and 3 partial poems on paper but can't bring it all together. I'm just jotting down lines, feels like being lost...i'll pay some bills, get some rest, focus on Patty's show, then sort my thoughts and regroup. Blood sugar highish, not eating well. And Brandon is my rock.
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