Note on hastily sending out something not yet completely fit to read

Substantially rewritten, the thing I sent you the other day.  I was excited at having cleared the mental deck to start writing it, and in my mild euphoria, sent it a day too soon.   There were a lot of sloppy, shit lines in there begging for the axe, or the doctor.  I obliged the malformed little fuckers, saving the ones I could.

Working on part two now, just thought I’d take a minute to e-check in.    Hope your work is going well and you’re whistling while you do it.



Pretentious comment on writing, but no less true

Writing easily, and steady progress, only come, I think, by writing steadily, every day.

Don’t take a day off when you don’t write, edit and improve at least a couple of lines.  Even if it’s just a text.

In my college gym class there was a sign in the apparatus room where the gymnasts worked out.   It said: practice good hand stands everywhere.

two self-evident truths

Crude calligraphy aside, we hold these two to be self-evident.  

The first means “the law does not concern itself with trifles”, a self-evident yet supremely aggravating truth to everyone fucked without a remedy at law.

The second means “first do no harm” and it is one we should all try to live by, is it not?


Mettez le crayon sur le pupitre

My sister and I both took French in school.  Any time the subject came up our father would chirp “mettez le crayon sur le pupitre”.    Put the pencil on the desk.

Years later, when the subject of French came up in my uncle’s house my uncle immediately chirped “mettez le crayon sur le pupitre.”  My sister and I both laughed.   

My uncle explained:  we had the same French teacher.