A Long Time Down
Still not writing.
Writing
Like We Left and Didn't
When I moved to the east coast from the central time zone, it took awhile for me to accept that 10pm was prime time. The news was on at 10pm in Minnesota: 11pm is so late. You have to stay up until 11:30 to watch Letterman or The Daily Show? I remember my head nodding.
Après Pension
With no commute I'd have time for writing, for reading. There were essays I'd planned: drafts existing in the dust-bin of the ideal internet hosting solution for nobody's witness. Eugene asks who the audience is, appealing to a narcissism about writing that must exist. Why do it, otherwise?
Press Play
Fourteen years ago, I ran into a guy from high school in Canal Park in Duluth. I wrote about it the following March, when I was back in New York and working a night job for the city that was a total drag.
Portals
This is not going to go well.