January 31, 2017
Itís not enough. Whatís not enough? Itís not enough space between here and there to write one hundred words this morning. I need more space. What would you put into this space that you donít already have? I would put a í57 Ford. I would put a rocket ship. I would put a brick bungalow stashed behind twenty mature pines. But you have all those things in your head in one form or another. True, but there is not enough space to shake them out of my head onto the page. I almost said paper but itís no longer paper.