I'm writing.
The horizon is a parking lot.
Motel window without a view.
Motel window without a view.
Spellcasting.
Spellcasting.
Neighborhood saguaro.
Neighborhood saguaro.
Somewhere in suburbia, October night.
Somewhere in suburbia, October night.
The writing in the diaries is genius, cathartic, comparable really to little else in the English language.
The writing in the diaries is genius, cathartic, comparable really to little else in the English language.
In all the everyday things, there is a wealth to be uncovered.
Nothing is mundane.
In all the everyday things, there is a wealth to be uncovered.
Nothing is mundane.