Keeps going, and going, and going…

What the hell is writer’s block? A chemical imbalance? Depression? Laziness? Who knows. I think that at times, at least for me, a visual person, see a blank sheet, precise in dimension, seeming to demand to fill it’s defined dimensions, and feel fettered, challenged to do as orders me to do, and punish or humiliate …

Type-In Riverside, CA

You can win a free [something] if you can guess what machine was used to type this. Yes, in the basement. Perfect place to survive the digital apocalypse with your machine. From the rubble, with your excellent coffee in hand, we bring our Remingtons, Underwoods, Royals, Smith-Coronas, Olivettis, and write on, right on.

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