9:00 a.m. - November 29, 2003
The phone is on ignore and I'm wishing for something to happen so I don't have to write today.
The best thing about long holiday weekends and being a loner is that you don't have to shave.
There goes the crack of the whip and I'm back to writing. Miserable progress.
Nota Bene: My poetry reading is coming up; I've practiced delivery and commentary and still lack confidence of bedrock quality.
