You ought to be proud that I'm getting good marks
i don't expect anyone to care/ be at all interested but after i sat in bed and typed on my typewriter for twenty straight minutes, i decided to make a journal devoted only to the "art" i create [i use this term loosely; i am my own worst critic and therefore will not start some kind of a disagreement but you get the picture].
if you want to add it, let me know. the new piece is up; i'm currently trying to transcribe the text because it's hard to read from the scanned piece but yeah um i'm dying for someone to read it and give me some sort of feedback.
and in other news, i've decided to step-up my plans of becoming a hermit: i went to the library and took out four books in which i fully plan to submerge myself:
1. Viva. by e.e. cummings
2. bone palace ballet by Charles Bukowski
3. The Fairy Tales of Hermann Hesse translated by Jack Zipes
4. The Collected PLays of Edward Albee, Volume One by Edward Albee. duh.
i can write and read but it doesn't mean anything when you can't feel the impact of letters.
if you want to add it, let me know. the new piece is up; i'm currently trying to transcribe the text because it's hard to read from the scanned piece but yeah um i'm dying for someone to read it and give me some sort of feedback.
and in other news, i've decided to step-up my plans of becoming a hermit: i went to the library and took out four books in which i fully plan to submerge myself:
1. Viva. by e.e. cummings
2. bone palace ballet by Charles Bukowski
3. The Fairy Tales of Hermann Hesse translated by Jack Zipes
4. The Collected PLays of Edward Albee, Volume One by Edward Albee. duh.
i can write and read but it doesn't mean anything when you can't feel the impact of letters.