August 2 – Writing…
I went to a three-day writers conference in midtown this weekend. As they usually do, it got my juices flowing. So tonight’s post is going to be very short because I have to go kill a guy. (You know that I mean in a story – that I’m writing, right?)
Why DO writers like coffee so much?
Btw – Exercising to the usual. So nothing new to report on that front.
The Walrus Was Paul 
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