yesterday's oatmeal, day after day
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
Kokubunji, 2023.09.08
Well, it's Friday. For some reason, this song came to mind.
twenty-seven years and one million words
Well, it's Friday. For some reason, this song came to mind.
Being a real writer means being able to do the work on a bad day.
—Norman Mailer