Progress notes for 20 November 2004
New Words: 2260
Total Words: 75,464
Reason for stopping: Time to pause, and think
Mammalian Assistance: A few cuddles in passing from Marlowe. Not much.
Stimulants: Club soda
Exercise: Grating six pounds of beets by hand
Tyop du jour: the Dracula think, swooning rapture, better than sex.
Darling du jour: And John Henry hefted his hammer, and smiled like he was never going to stop.
Books in progress: Ed Sanders, Tales of Beatnik Glory
Other writing-related work: Poetry, god help me.
vegetables you have;
don't fear improvisation.
Give the onions enough time alone to grow sweet in the pan.
Grate the beets in the sink.
The red beets make it beautiful.
They will also stain your hand.
Don't grate your thumb.
It's not vegetarian;
it has my blood in it.
Don't be afraid of the strength
of your own right arm.