Monthly Archives: January 2012

Also I went to two museums over the weekend with my father and lost my hat.  I recently ended up with various documents from back in the day of my life and one that I got out to give to … Continue reading →

Over the weekend I got to go to the what is it called– not a rough cut, something more polished than that but still in progress– screening of a film at _______ films in the _______ neighborhood of sf where … Continue reading →

reading tristram shandy, considering the idea of simultaneous digression and progression in the form, and trying to think through paragraphing in my currently limping book.  I’ve been composing with the broadest formal conceit being to make a smooth– not fragmented– … Continue reading →

- lunch with “extreme programmers” talking about narrative, collaboration, and making something elegant plus the food was good and near museums -people who do nice things for me anonymously behind my back

1. I am weary of calling my writing “work.” (beginning thought about why: I’m tired of the way work is equated with virtue and the defensiveness behind claiming it.) 2.  I am just now realizing I have always assumed I … Continue reading →