after hours
its somewhat like a drug. its all i could feel after such a nice weekend.
and not to plug restaurants here, but, don jose tequilas on federal hill is quite a good mexican restaurant. theres times when you wish you were some big, obese, sombrero-wearing, incredibly-odd-shaped-mustache sporting, bandolero, bandito type. if you eat there, that will be one of those times for you. just grunting and laughing and eating refried beans, guacamole and swigging cerveza mas fina.
well... not really... but thats what i told my cousin of my dreams and aspirations. no offense to anyone or anything. really.
what can i say... aim low and be surprised. constantly.
seriously now...
hopefully ill get to post a couple (two) more short stories here soon. why is it, that, with the deeper thought processes of the brain, you tend to never be able to finish what you start? am i the only one? no wonder why novels take so long to write. hey at least i dont have an agent breathing down my neck. this one writer by the name of will christopher baer, he gets so into his writing that he forgets to sleep or eat right? you can find the evidence somewhere in a random magazine interview (not). hes quoted as saying that he woke up one morning and just started writing. the next thing he knew, it was about two days later or something like that... middle of the night... strange thing.
life is good :)
jd
and not to plug restaurants here, but, don jose tequilas on federal hill is quite a good mexican restaurant. theres times when you wish you were some big, obese, sombrero-wearing, incredibly-odd-shaped-mustache sporting, bandolero, bandito type. if you eat there, that will be one of those times for you. just grunting and laughing and eating refried beans, guacamole and swigging cerveza mas fina.
well... not really... but thats what i told my cousin of my dreams and aspirations. no offense to anyone or anything. really.
what can i say... aim low and be surprised. constantly.
seriously now...
hopefully ill get to post a couple (two) more short stories here soon. why is it, that, with the deeper thought processes of the brain, you tend to never be able to finish what you start? am i the only one? no wonder why novels take so long to write. hey at least i dont have an agent breathing down my neck. this one writer by the name of will christopher baer, he gets so into his writing that he forgets to sleep or eat right? you can find the evidence somewhere in a random magazine interview (not). hes quoted as saying that he woke up one morning and just started writing. the next thing he knew, it was about two days later or something like that... middle of the night... strange thing.
life is good :)
jd