26mar19
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Just arrived from Subterranean Press, and it is unsurprisingly gorgeous.
Closed a big deal last night after weeks of stress, slept exactly eight hours, Fitbit readiness score of 43, and now I am sinking ristretto in preparation to go outside and start getting the neglected garden back under control. I …
I wrote this in my newsletter the other week: People will tell you that they hate writing but love having written. I’ve always been the other way around. From the sweet and easy flow state to the picking-away at a block of …
The pollen count out there is murderous, and somewhat freaky for this time of year. But the sun is out, things are growing, my body will soon adjust and clear out the last of the aches and pains, and all …