On Sundays...
All this introspection is making me see right through myself...
On nights like these, I wish I had the power to turn water into bourbon.
Been reading some great short stories recently--Conroy, Ford, Beattie, etc. Soon I'll write something of merit. As brazen as it may sound, I'm confident that I'll one day craft a work of short fiction that'll send chills surging toward your toes and fingertips. And it's this faith in myself that keeps me going and going and going.
This weekend I had a glass of red wine with Allan Gurganus, and he told me not to quit. I should listen to him; he's pretty famous.
On nights like these, I wish I had the power to turn water into bourbon.
Been reading some great short stories recently--Conroy, Ford, Beattie, etc. Soon I'll write something of merit. As brazen as it may sound, I'm confident that I'll one day craft a work of short fiction that'll send chills surging toward your toes and fingertips. And it's this faith in myself that keeps me going and going and going.
This weekend I had a glass of red wine with Allan Gurganus, and he told me not to quit. I should listen to him; he's pretty famous.