The more life sucks the better I write …

kiss… and life really sucks right now.

Marriage is good. Kids are grown and cool. But holy mother of god did I create a character who hated her job? At the time I barely understood what that was like. The actual work is great. There is nothing cooler than being a computer god with the things I know.

The danger now is thatI I blend too much of reality with fiction.

I keep having to back up and delete.

Hate, man. Is a multi-faceted bitch. Bad karma. Good for writing in the dark night hours.

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