The obligitory “It’s been a while…”
Soul Coughing is good to wake me up when I’ve already been up since 7:30 or so.
“I need time to scrounge the rent/
need time to contemplate the accident./
I need to drag my ass to now/
how did I come to stop here?/
I knew the gas was gone/
but I had to rev the motor.”
I’m in MSU’s Union lab once again to pour out my creative talent (talent? pah) into the beginnings (and maybe more than beginnings) of Chapter 2 of my novel. Starting is always the hardest thing to do, as it says in the introduction. Heh. By the way, I’m at the only Mac in the entire lab that has the professional (optical, real-sized) mouse instead of those little hockey pucks. Dig it.
The word “girlfriend” feels clumsy when rolling off my tounge. Not nearly as descriptive or complete as calling her