Writing is a dog’s life, but the only life worth living – Flaubert
Thursday, July 23, 2009
I'm wiped. . . Too many balls in the air -- or not enough air to sustain them. . . Finished the chap for Right Hand Pointing, which we agreed to title Still Life with Firearms, after one of the later poems. . . Dale has developed wittily surreal art to accompany the text. . . It's practically ready to go now, but he's holding, per announced sked, till November. . . I'm cool with that. . . Plenty of work to do between now and then. . . But first I got to let the well refill.