On the 27th, I’m flying out to Colorado. I’m seeing King Gizzard and the Lizard Wizard live with a friend and we will be tripping. I’m also staying there to work backbreaking labor for nineteen-an-hour. The plan is to, basically, gameify the amount of money saved so I can come back to Shithole, AZ and live off it while writing. I’d really rather do anything else than work. (Even if that involves working?)
The skeleton of How To Go Back in Time is done. Now I’m just revising. I was experimenting with POV and having it switch between Irwin and his Future Self. So, one second the POV would be grounded, the next it’d be omniscient. It ended up just being really fucking confusing and added nothing to voice. So, now I have to rewrite a bunch of parts in Irwin’s POV. Not his future self. Besides, Irwin’s voice is actually stronger than his Future Self’s.
Life here in Shithole, Az has been… boring. A lot of writing. A lot of driving around. And a lot of getting stoned. I can’t wait for the day I can actually take shrooms. Currently cannot take them as I take tripkillers daily for medicine. Last time I tripped I didn’t get any hallucinations, but I was convinced my book would make me famous. Shall it be that I am off this med, four grams of shrooms will be going down the hatch. Along with some killer music. Sonic Youth, anyone?
And that’s all.
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