four years ago I wrote a small thing called
comment ne pas être écrivain en 1997
(that's how not to be a writer in 1997)
it was a list of cheap excuses, one item went

I need a new laptop

now, I'm buying the new laptop
how to be a writer in 2001 ?
I can plug my DV camera in that laptop
go create, huh
1749633 at 3:49 PM

hanging up the phone
I feel like calling back
this time to have the conversation right
after all it was only a matter of
food and money
but I don't phone, as it was
not only that
1739232 at 10:58 AM

the moment I leave the big black leather chair
close the door of the office and am out
even at a minuscule distance
comes rushing the vision of what has to be
done

now, back in front of this computer
it vanishes again
1729475 at 2:13 PM

everything unfinished
I have to go now to a place where I do not really want to be
leaving all things unfinished
only to find them again tomorrow
in even worse taste of unfinishedness
and the added guilt of
having left

still I enjoy the luxury of listening one more time
to plug me in

and I leave
1722265 at 8:40 PM

I have decided to put this online right now
it seems that is what I have to do
right now

for those that wish to see the old stuff
that I cannot see anymore
I provide this link

for those that wish to write to me
this link

pour ceux qui parlent français
il y a toujours 2balles

see you tomorrow
here
1711783 at 8:26 PM

It feels very easy and laid-back suddenly
not having achieved anything this morning
even that is ok and negligeable
probably because I managed to fix a few things yesterday
like getting an appointment at the garage,
sending out a complaint form to the train company,
writing some stuff for the paid e-gig, ...
yes, yesterday was so productive
like
1708489 at 12:40 PM

I want nothing
today
1698414 at 2:45 PM

make or buy
make
1691017 at 9:03 PM