Dear Sunday,
I was happy to wake up at 6:05. Then I remembered…
Love,
Kevin
(12 March 2017)
Dear Sunday,
I was happy to wake up at 6:05. Then I remembered…
Love,
Kevin
(12 March 2017)
Dear Sunday,
Looks like you started to get sleepy at about the same time I did. Nap time?
Love,
Kevin
(5 March 2017)
Dear Sunday,
You don’t need the Monday disguise—I know it’s you…
Love,
Kevin
(26 February 2017)
Dear Sunday,
The deadline is within reach. But I will need coffee first…
Love,
Kevin
(19 February 2017)
Dear Sunday,
A day of art, poetry, and art. No wonder I’m ready for a nap…
Love,
Kevin
(12 February 2017)
Here is the list of my creative projects from 2004 to the present; all bear the art (sometimes ART) prefix: Continue reading
I had expected to be out and about tonight—a rare occurrence, to be sure, but not completely out of the question—but a late bedtime last night turned into not enough sleep (aided by my trusty alarm cats), so I am at home instead, watching Young Frankenstein.
August turned out to be quite a month. Though I cannot say that I am ‘I have to check my calendar’ busy by any stretch of the imagination, a lot happened this month: Continue reading
This Is Fifty-three, day 52
After a delay while CreateSpace technical support reviewed my file for the color version of This Is Fifty-three, I have finally been able to order a printed proof of the book. The anticipated delivery date is Wednesday of next week.
(16 August 2016)
Yesterday, I participated in my first poetry marathon. Well, technically the half marathon. Twelve new poems in twelve hours. This morning, I’m very tired.
The whole exercise was deceptively difficult—not that I thought it would be so easy, but when I sit down with my big sketchbook to write, I often will write three or four poems at a time, taking maybe twenty minutes or so. That’s what I was thinking would happen when I signed up. Continue reading