70,000+ words, as of this morning. I have not yet stopped to type a word. Everything visible here, the inch-thick loose leaf, remains handwritten. What a chore that will be, to type it all, but how satisfying to craft an entire draft by hand. I feel positively monkish.
Do I know what it says? Do I [...]
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Posted 06 July 2010
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Because, honestly, what’s a birthday without a beach photo?
I bought myself a boogie board last week, in preparation for many planned beach trips this summer. The Girl has decided we must go once a week. No objections here. Because my birthday falls deep in mid-summer, as a kid I never had much in the way [...]
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Posted 30 June 2010
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Nothing like new work. Exhausting, frustrating, alive. That’s all.
Feels like I should be invoking some Latin: “forsan et haec olim meminisse iuvabit.” You know when you’re invoking Virgil (especially that line) there’s gonna be some interesting times ahead.
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Posted 09 September 2009
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