homeward

Before. New Year's Day 747 to Bern. 4:45 p.m. Fung Wah to 62 Baltic Ave, Brooklyn. 57 Charter Street, Boston. 4 bottles of a 2005 Napa Valley Cabernet somewhere north of Scottsdale. 9:30 showing of 21 Grams. 3 Sigor Ros encores at the Orpheum. Losing the keys, twice. After. The lists. 6 bananas, 1 dz eggs, three gallons of milk. 4:50 early wake-up. 7:30 drop-off. CMM103, 204, 301, 405. 4:30 pick-up. $76 short. Thermostat now at 62 degrees. 3:15 p.m. Co-pay $20. 5:24 p.m. 101.4 degrees. .8 ml of Tylenol. 45 minutes at 350. 89% on the DVR. 30-year fixed at 5.25%.

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Good shit. Bad shit. #majorarcanarepresent

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Writers weekend packing list is actually a working framework for the short story collection.

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Post-holiday feelings.

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Workspace. #macdowell

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MacDowell Colony studio desk packed with notes from past artists. #amwriting

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Seat warmer.

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Portrait of the writer as a tired mother.

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Day 5 of official sabbatical. Made it to desk. #amwriting #wellsoonanyway

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Got me with the handwritten card. #truenorthales

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Vacation menu.

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Writerly snacks.

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Seems as good a place as any to start my second novel. Months of character development as decreed by Jennifer Haigh at a session at the TWLF in NO.

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I read an article that said writers should have a cat. #doubledown #musemews

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Key West.

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My people.