Okay, I'm strolling Prince St. in SoHo, my old stomping grounds, when this dazzling young women comes wafting at me grinning, waving, saying something in fond greeting, whoa. Oh, she's on the phone, and it's not 1978.
Finished the draft of my Abbey-Stegner book this morning. Celebrated by going to Staples to buy supplies for next draft.
I need hallucination in there: that quick period of delusions of grandeur which come right after inspiration. That’s when I win all the prizes! love Hadley’s version of her dad.
Love it. I would like to see hallucination too. Love the phrase: has it fleeted? LOL
I need hallucination in there: that quick period of delusions of grandeur which come right after inspiration. That’s when I win all the prizes! love Hadley’s version of her dad.