Habit can facilitate work. No doubt it can also deaden the soul or experience. Habit makes the world habitual, and so only the soul…

Movie opening:

Fucking Guy One (FG1): Dude that girl’s hot man.

Guy Two (G2): Woman.

FG1: Woman.

The woman strolls across the screen. The two guys pass a…

Empty. Bored. Distracting myself with thoughts of jobs and careers. I want nothing in both senses. This journaling satisfies me. Writing does. I collected…

First line: I just want to make it clear, you know, absolutely, that I never ever thought he was a bad dad.

STORY IDEA: Letter…

I read a story from Ireland in Best Fiction of Europe 2019. Six pages divided into small sections which followed one woman’s life from…

It hurts, but I’ve done it: written the day sans date. (At some point, A. nicknamed me Details Donkey).

When we discuss Don Quixote, we…

A perfect day for most: sun, 22 degrees (Celsius), slight breeze, no cloud. I convinced myself that if I could overcome my feelings and…

Will I ever dare and write only the day? Ooh La La.

I continued to work on the Kingsway Massage story. I write only for…

Two rejections for my Calgary story.

I woke up at 3:30 pinned awake by buoyant worries. Will A. leave? . . . I reject all…