3 day novel writing contest/ done

day 2 in the van long after Jake had to bow out, and to tell the truth, this thing is really brutal to the brain, and body
my slackline shoes died, Mee-Mee threw them out, when the stink became over-whelming

i slept, and ate, and worked on this short book, 10 hours a day, or more


this is my writers back cover photo, paper and computer, pens, a touch of salt and pepper hair, surfboard on the wall. 65 pages, it's all i could do, the story was done, it finished itself, anything more, would seem like filler



when i novelize it, i can add the fluffy, the stretched sex scenes the random violence the sci-fi, the bikini girls, all the crap from TV, cartoon, comic books and other people's lives




short novel DONE, oh, yeah !!!!!





Dasheill was my illustrator, Mee-Mee took care of the kids and me, and feed me snacks
thnx,
Neil~






3 day novel contest

like some battling DJ's from some sad lonely universe~ Jake and I face off~
living the dream in the van at 12:00 am Saturday morning~ to begin the three day novel writing contest~ have you ever read~ they shoot horses don't they ?

under attack from mosquito's and closing time drunks and college girls looking for a refrigerator


chugging root beer and chewing gum~ a novel can never be written, they can't exist
Neil~7:52 am




sea four


i don't know why the photographers never show up for dawn patrol~

they do however show up en mass at sunset~ but by then they'll have missed the fog rolling over the jetty at Rialto beach


the vaporous woven trails of marine layer fogged candy








the first light to touch James Island





and this one staring at me~






the freaky stare of~







throw the damn stick human !








zero has learned to read waves and Snowflake stands upright and jumps over them




















mushy barrels, la push











i sing Neil Young songs












try to surf this~













beaver~














roost





































































baby barnacle slingshot



















babbling brooks going off




















la petite crab hor d'oeuvres




















so tiny~ dead






















sea-four






















this is what the crows were screaming about
























human lunch discarded~ canned

























you should take your water-color painting class here~






















































animals shed their fur and skins~




























the ocean brings forth much death





























dashiell and two other boys all surfed this little A-frame, so cute






























three ducks duck diving































action Mom
































lost all our toys

































just something lovable about~ thistle


































this is how we roll



































corona




































River burgers !




















































































































BEAVER !








































Nuts !


































































































































La Push, first beach from the air in 8x10 B/W glory
now off to the lake~
Neil~













































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