well, there she is.
the first draft.
12 chapters.
366 pages.
85,923 words.
367,012 times I hit one of these keys.
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‘writing is re-writing’ says my friend j-dub.
which means there’s still a long way to go.
problem is now there’s no going back.
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it was obviously not all written at one time.
some things from my diary,
some from this blog.
some while on a bus
or on a plane
some sitting right here.
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I’ve written in bad moods,
sometimes of out desperation.
there have been happy pages,
and some sad.
a few things I should have probably taken out
but kept in despite what might happen.
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it sounds like a travel book,
but it’s anything but.
a confession, a look-back
some realizations
and then some more.
I’d like to have taken those out,
but need to keep them back in.
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a book.
shabby, mis-spelled, no grammar
but a book nonetheless.
should I find myself unable to fix it,
it’s still a book.
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and that makes me pretty happy.
happy, whilst shitting myself.
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on second thought though,
I might need to change a few of the names.
I’m off on Tuesday morning, meaning back to
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