Today I spent time jumping from one poetry site to another, one poetry blog to another, and seemingly gathering information, but then after a couple hours, figured out that there was no information. It was all that endless useless networking kind of bibble-babble, none of which amounted to the bettering of writing skills.

Spent almost all day yesterday writing. I think anyone's productivity will increase if they have space to work that is all their own and not the house where people are, where bills are paid, and phone calls come in. It is funny, though, how expensive even 1,000 feet of space can be, if it has a bathroom, A/C, heat, lights and so forth. A place for books, desks, lamps, chairs and the like. I finally have such a space, and it is truly amazing for the spirit to concentrate.

First the will, then the art, then the space will come around.