Monthly Archives: December 2014
Step Away From All Chariots (Burning Edition)
CONTENT WARNING: Vague to extreme silliness–and back again. Since 1990 I’ve been visiting Ana S. every other month, less when I was younger and single and living on a leaky sailboat and a semi-working actress with miracle hair never listing towards … Continue reading →
Posted in Avoiding My Writing, Faction, Fiction, Poetry, Writing
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Tagged 2014, fiction, gods, Isis, life, Los Angeles, martinis, personal goals, poetry, road rage, Santa Barbara
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