Some happenings of now: With the help of Vietnamese tailors, I am thinking about creating an entire line of human replicas fashioned out of ace bandages.
A sinus monster entered my left face and left me unable to write much in the last two days. Consequently, I began a small series of durational drawings/paintings, which are done without stopping for either 8 minutes or 2 hours and 8 minutes. It's a meditative process, which seemed to help the nez.
After one year and twelve days, I am finally in the closing (second draft) stages of the second book of my first novel The Picket Fence of Havertia.
Another novel is on the way about four similarly idiosyncratic people who are on the verge of death. The novel is in four parts; each part will take place in the span of one day, the day of their death.
I have been cooking up pots of vegetarian coconut soup topped with chiles, watercress and baby greens.
My dreams have been vibrant and much too varied to explain in any tangible manner.