experiment
26 May 2008 05:32 AM Categories: Quotidian
existence
typing with one hand in
the semi-darkness of dawn filtered through curtains.
I've been up since 2:30 a.m. -- coughing child with
stuffy nose needing constant contact, brain buzzing
with ideas for writing (from real life, as usual,
though I would prefer ideas from a fictional life,
some character that I've created revealing their
story in rich detail, with believable dialog. yeah,
I'll get there).
the kid is asleep on my lap. the husband is asleep by my side. the visiting brother-in-law is coughing downstairs.
and I can't reach my cup of coffee.
the kid is asleep on my lap. the husband is asleep by my side. the visiting brother-in-law is coughing downstairs.
and I can't reach my cup of coffee.