the collection….of rejection slips

I’ve been collecting my rejection slips. I’m not sure why I do this, really, but at this point, there’s a stack of rejection slips pinned to a bulletin board next to the kitchen.
Some days, they really satisfy me–it makes me feel like I’m putting myself out there, taking risks! That’s the way it [...]

bugger heat

man.  bored.  even though i have a ton of things to do: write my essay, write my novel, ready myself for vacation…
it’s hot.  there’s something about heat that encourages the onset of boredom.