Here is an essay on writing, Erin-style. And if you are in Cleveland this weekend, don't miss this.
Despite my absence in the comment section, I am here, loving all your notes. They keep me going.
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Making small thing grand and grand things small.
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Two good things happened this week: This essay (and I don't mean to be kissy, kissy....I mean it) and I started reading Donald Hall's, "Eagle Pond".
The Missus is dragging me off to Pittsbugh, or I would be on the bridge, camera in hand!
I am going to be doing something regarding the Immagration Nazi's recent activities in Lake County. The Free Times might look into THAT!
Blessings
Lurve, lurve, LURVE! your line about wishing. Ain't dat da truf!
I love it was written in real time.
It also inspires me to make a mashup of when Roy was sitting at the RR-tracks and one of the trunk monkey commercials.
I don't like caves. They usually stink of damp and bats. I far prefer jungles.
I'm so hitting the bridge.
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