Month: <span>February 2013</span>
Month: February 2013

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If I remove the walls, time moves very slowly. Suddenly there is so much time, I am rich with it. When running from thing to …

Dream

Last night I dreamt about Frederick. Although I don’t remember my dream this morning, it means he is back there, inside my head. Although it …

Faking It

I got past staring. I conquered the blank page with the unbearably exciting title, FREDERICK MAKES HIS OWN LUNCH, followed by 792 words of just …

Spin

Today it’s like this: reorganize first, or write first? If the former, how do I know what goes where? If the latter, how do I …

Truth

I feel like a hermit, a monk, a mendicant. Or perhaps like one of Pavlov’s dogs, waiting for the bell to ring. Or a prisoner, …

Bright Day

A brilliant, hopeful morning. I am reading through the draft; I am thinking: this is good. It’s good. And: it can be better. The moment …

Trees and Eyes

It turns out I only needed to print about 30 pages… and put approximately the same number in the shredding pile. I put the newly …

Lost Heart

The evenings are hard: two so far. I do a little of this and that, and I do a little work, and a little this …

The Rules

I create the Rules of The Room as I go. Here is the list so far: Talk to no one. Email no one. Read no …

Cuts

Three weeks ago, on a Monday afternoon, I cut out Teddy. Alarmingly, it took me only two hours. This morning I decide to cut Oak; …