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Writing has been sorta blocked these days, at least with writing entries here. Writing in general has been… something else. Something of a flow, then something… else. When I don’t write, I read, or walk, or stare out the window. Writing, probably, is all about adopting certain mind states. One falls down on you and you roll with it. Today I’m reading Neil Gaiman’s Smoke & Mirrors. Interesting short stories. This one about a writer from England who is transported to LA to develop a screenplay, what happened to the kids of Charles Manson.

And OS X Tiger was announced, will be out in two weeks.