edits, edits, edits
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
Toronto, 2014.06.17
I'm in the final stretch for my dissertation; the endless edits and rewrites. At least, I assume they'll be endless.
twenty-seven years and one million words
I'm in the final stretch for my dissertation; the endless edits and rewrites. At least, I assume they'll be endless.
I asked my doctor to give me something to stop me from aging, and he gave me a gun.
—Rodney Dangerfield