I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
And so the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're goin' through

Thursday, May 22, 2008

danger mouse 2

Today saw a little more dialog, and an edit run through yesterday's text. Yes, I'm not sharing the whole clip. I have to leave you some reason to want to buy the book when it's done. I also added some description. Barry working on the clapboards looks a little like Abe Lincoln, rail splitter, tall and broad shouldered.

I think I ended up with 700+ words, so only an extra 100 or so today. I was really tired after staying up late to watch the PBS show on depression. Plus today was a busy day at work, lots of proofs, lots of lending a helping hand, not much down time to be found.

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