“Only the great masters of style ever succeed in being obscure.” -Oscar Wilde
Pick up and read. Try to keep up if you haven’t been following along. Clock strikes midnight five minutes too soon. Right leg stuck under the bed; demon, pull me under. Can’t sleep when the moon is out. I envision a desk and a chair to match. 30 degrees; give me ice or give me death. Don’t come looking for decaf. Should probably find a bunch of money soon. Write that book, and edit the first one. So many things to do and all the time in the world. I keep the ‘How To: Write’ books on my shelf only as inspiration I’ll write my own one day without reading a single one of them. Moveable Feast doesn’t count.