Showing posts with label writing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label writing. Show all posts

Sunday, December 29, 2019

group home will ukulele john cremona

go somewhere where austin is living and it is like a group home and almost like my grandmother is living there, there is a long hallway that has a kitchen and a social area and all the rooms are connected to that

will shows up there and his girlfriend is there with him and i love his girlfriend and she is really sweet and nice and kooky and trying to do some kind of experiment in the bathroom, she seems very young like a little kid

and will is there and we are really getting along and i can tell he loves me and the girlfriend doesn't seem to mind but he is touching me through my clothes and im suprised the girlfriend seems so cool and doesn't mind and wonder if they are broken up and just friends now

but its clear if we were alone it would be different it would be more

its some kind of party at the group home


then im on the street with a ukulele with john cremona in new york and we go into this little wooden divey music bar (maybe its the bitter end) and a girl with a guitar sings a song

and i run out because i want to write the song down and try to do the same thing on ukulele but i just run to the other side of the bar not outside and when i come back john cremona is outside and said he cant take the vibe in there in not so many words

and i go back in and there is a short man with a mustache or a goattee asking for a cover charge now and i say i left my wine in there cuz i did (red wine) and he is grabbing me by the arm immediately and barely lets me in to get the wine so i see how the vibe changed and i go find my wine and a guy there is about to pick it up and i say 'thats my wine' and take it and he is very hurt by this and i apologize several times to him

then jonathan and laura garvey show up in the room and they are with this guy (and i vaguely realize the guy is supposed to be matt lawrence and maybe is hurt that i didnt recognize him ? and where did this come from?-- possibly from talking to his mom in waking life who works at the public library ?)

and then sitting in a circle on the floor with jonathan and laura garvey and matt lawrence and then laura garvey wants to teach me some traditional song on ukulele and my ukulele had only 2 strings and i pick it up and a string falls off so it has only one string

and i go outside to talk to john cremona 

Friday, December 27, 2019

open studios

having open studios at my studio at western ave and my mom is there and uncle kenny is there and maybe more family

and i am running around and trying to get ready and set up my display

and mom and uncle kenny are there and they are getting in the way of things and putting me down, uncle kenny is saying oh well you know how jessies stuff is .... something negative

and i yell at them and tell them to go somewhere else and look at someone elses art

and uncle kenny looks guilty and they leave and go to another floor

then im in my studio and setting it up and have some cassette playing and someone wants to buy the cassette and im thinking how can i make a copy of any individual cassette anyone wants to buy

and it seems like steve kimock is there and loving the studio and the studio looks open and organized enough and experiential and you can move around in it, the vibe is good

and someone like bill dwyer but maybe not bill dwyer comes in and wants to buy 3 hats, and i am trying to take pictures of the hats before he takes them,

and they are very minimalist hats where i just wrote something on them-- one has a face upside down-- with a nose going over the top of the hat-- the other two say things on them i can almost remember , something about piss maybe

and i am quoting the hats at $25 -- thinking the total is $75 and worrying a bit about the charge but the guy loves the hats

(today in waking life jaws the girl tags me in a post on instagram wearing a hat i made which she bought at the sparrow when i played there last february)

Tuesday, March 25, 2014

Dreamed the last episode of Girls 'Two Planes', that Hannah gets on all these different modes of transportation and does all this traveling to go through something and suffer so that she has better writing or something to write about by the end of it. She gets off the plane with her story or the end of the episode or the start of next season or whatever. Its Lena Dunham but I guess I'm kinda Lena Dunham the way I know whats happening but I am watching her experience.

Friday, December 31, 2010

(gma night # 2 in hospital)

i've just moved into a little apartment which is actually just a room exactly like my childhood bedroom. i live in a town which seems like a pseudo-charleston. i think about how no one will want to come over my house. then i am at a writing event in this building that has ne large table we sit at. i dont go over any writing. i get involved with terence bohan and sleep with him. either he turns into rick or i find rick later, but rick is there. he has pot and comes to my apartment. i see andrea mcgrath on a couch and she has pot and we smoke out of my chillum, which is hers in the dream. i end up moving back into the same aparment after i've moved out and i hate it, i sill something all over the bed, or the cats do.

Thursday, August 12, 2010

first i am at some sort of writing ommune with carol ann who is dating a guy younger than me who is also there. a bunch of other writer kids are there too and me and carol ann are friends and no one thinks its wierd that she is dating this young guy but i worry about what would happen if he broke up with her. she seems to care about him a lot in a kind of motherly way but also like she depends on him. i remember garret and the kids halfway through and wonder what happened to them. the commune is on an island off of charleston and when i am walking around i find anson there. he says he has flown into the island. i meet him by the rocks and i am glad he has come there. at some point i realize i have a child and it seems like i've just had the child but it looks like me as a toddler and has bob-length blonde hair. i keep forgetting i have the child though and later on i realize i have a child and i am 22 and i hope that maybe i wont have to take care of it anymore. the writing commune turns more into an art thing then and i think about how much i paid for the application so i think maybe its supposed to be the 3rd ward residency. john hull is there and i have a wall of space to work on. first i am trying to write a paper on picasso but i cant finish it. then i am working on the wall when maria comes in and tells me the paper is due soon. john hull is there and talks to me about the work. i ask him what a goup of paintings of cartoony looking skulls are and he says who do you think they are the only person who makes those. and i know i know who the girl is but i cant remember her name and he tells me its diana and that she hardly ever gets any work done because she is always tripping. she tripped her whole last semester.

Saturday, July 10, 2010

we are in italy on the writing trip and we each have a murder mystery to solve but i'm not sure if its real or an excersize. we each have a set of suspects and victims from which to research and resolve the situation. i haven't done mine or have done it wrong. i don't really understand it. ed is sitting next to me on a plane or something and i'm pretending to sleep/ am sleeping and he touches my legs. then he is carrying me around by the legs and i am resting my hands on his shoulders. someone says that only the people who did the project right are getting called to read them or are having theirs read or something.