A new DJ cause I'm out of practice and not interested.
A pause on all writing.
More questions than answers about work and money.
A fever.
No new writing, though some new reading.
I think I'm going to make an ideal playlist of the most bleak and moving music. Just sit and write a rough story. If nothing else, maybe I'll have some crap on a canvas that I can eventually shape. The biggest thing in my way is the lack of a quiet, comfortable uninterrupted space to work. I am nomadic these day, you see.
These are the ramblings of an insane person. I'm slowly losing my mind.
