December 06, 2005


No blogging til I finish the move. The look in Matt's eyes, as my move stretches in DAY 11 is too much to bear. Packing is now furious and frantic, sandwiched between editing calls and redrafts and pitches. I'd rather leave it alll, here, save for my skateboard and all my wool socks and pitch it to a cleansing fire in the driveway, as i want to be UNENCUMBERED AND FREE, like Martha Reeves hair on the cover of the Vandella's Black Magic. Aaaliyah is on repeat! My drill is charged and begging to d'semble the desk! Previous precious mementos are headed straight for the trash! AMEN!

Posted by Jessica at December 6, 2005 03:24 PM | TrackBack