Notebooks

Been finishing up notebooks as of late. One per quarter and it feels good. Combinations of writings, drawings, and whatever else will fill up the page and is relevant to my interest at the time. Here are some shots of a ledger from the late 1800s that I found in an abandoned house a few weeks back. The hand writing was beautiful, though I couldn't actually read what any of it said.

"My Heart Belongs Here"

Went to Sickspits open mic last night (if you're in Davis, it's the first tuesday night of every month) for some refreshing words of wisdom and lyric prowess. I was planning on writing something new for, but my schedule got hectic and didn't have time. Well, now I'm a bit inspired and I'm working on a new piece titled the same as this post. This picture is a hint to what its about.

If you have the time, check out Sickspits for sure. Its hosted by a close friend of mine.

Feet of Rust

My friend helps host a monthly spoken word/open mic poetry reading and its coming up on October 4th. I started writing something out for it, but I'm not sure if anything will come of it. I noticed recently that I tend to write a lot on my feet. Not physically, I mean, I write a lot about my feet.

I Have the Urge to Write

I want to go got lost in the woods with my favorite pen and an empty notebook.