A Moveable Happy Meal

Being the adventures of an American journalist and obscure science-fiction writer who has mysteriously been transported to Paris.

Sunday, July 11, 2004


The working writer makes it a priority to set up a functional work space. (Or: I never thought it was possible to miss a desk so deeply.) Posted by Hello
Posted by Mark at 8:17 PM

1 comment:

Leslie said...

I'm using my suitcase as a desk, and sitting on a futon on the floor. My desk should be here by September.

7:38 PM

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