I am sick of me!!
Seven or eight or 15 years or beers later— still a WIP!
Who the Fuck Knew?
Just to kick this off, Please watch to this bit to get y’all in the mood:
Here is a ‘novel’ approach (Well not really for me)
However maybe for Y’all:
This is a ‘work-in-progress’. Most writers polish, polish, polish, then anguish, anguish, anguish, and then… finally… publish. I subscribe to a slightly different
philosophy tenet philosophy: “Just throw it out there and fix it later.” Probably not wise, but what the hell?
Anyway. Yup. This is a ‘work in progress’ (process?) and yes, I do have (buried somewhere in the dank, dark,
dank, deep, nether depths of my addled mind) a purpose for this post. And yes, I hope to coax lure hoist it up to the surface and board beach land it, still flopping about, right here on this page.
Might be entertaining (or not) to watch the process. And in this vain vein, I am going to keep all the edits here, just as an experiment. A way to look into
the my writing/editing process. (“Now damnit, I do hope I can come up with a valid subject to go along with this ‘wonderful’ prose.”)
To (obviously) be continued…Please don’t
change touch that dial!
(And, as usual: nothing works if you don’t click the video/sound bite below)
Dare I say?
Just kids havin’ fun
(We are entitled to fun, eh?)
“Who put those
idea’s ideas in your head?”
“The Pursuit of Happiness”
(I read that somewhere)
“Come on back down to Earth Son!”