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Why I make myself walk by guitars.
Draft two Why I make myself walk by guitars. Much of my life, with rare exception, I have been within reach of a guitar. From my teens forward, a guitar was around constantly, I was playing it, learning with it. These are the pictures of myself I want to keep in my head. I now … Continue reading
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2 days left for Nano wrimo and I am just over the 10,000 word line, that’s a crazy amount of words to write, but in many ways this is my style. Things have come up this month that kept me off story, but even if I wasn’t keying it in, I have been thinking it … Continue reading
“For twenty years, ” the man spat over a draft glass that passed as a rocks glass in the place he was drinking the top shelf rye whiskey on three rapidly melting rocks. “Twen, Tee, Fucking, years, they kept dragging me out of the cobwebs and propping me up like some messiah.” The man paused … Continue reading
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