This morning, I was shopping for audiobooks on Amazon, looking for a compelling memoir. I have been thinking about my own memoir—not the one I published, but the one I’ve been working on (on and off) for years now. It’s basically, hopefully, a better version of the first one, but I don’t think I will be calling it a memoir. I’m not sure yet.
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I hadn’t planned on returning to the gallery until the Artist’s Talk on October 1st, but I’m heading out again tomorrow morning to hang out for the day and deliver some of my new catalogs.
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I haven’t had a smoke in five days as of today (again). This is when it usually gets hard for me and I break down.
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Since I’ve been clogged, I’ve had my face smooshed against my computer monitor trying to carefully correct all the mistakes in my damn book, Shrapnel in the San Fernando Valley; I’m so incredibly embarrassed by the plethora of flaws that were there. My gawd! That’s what no sleep gets you.
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