Nothing for vend, tonight. But I wish to generate a few extra bills. So that leaves the wine-loving writer nowhere. Maybe that’s a beautiful locale, with no obsessive preoccupations. The first installment of the 3-page trend, done. Wondering if there’s a such thing as writing too much. The Malbec tells me no. It’s my Friday night. I can do what I elect. Perhaps the night’s cork should be a drop of the Dry Creek Zin I have in the box downstairs, in the kitchen by the table. Seems like I have wine all over the place in this condo castle. Feeling aslant. I should just relax, watch a move, not write. Is that possible? Let’s see what the sips say...
(Wednesday, 1-19-11)
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