Bar Scrawl: Return to Botanica
Marble Cover Notebook I hit Botanica last night -- one of my all-time-favorite dives, and the bar where I did most of my writing and drinking back in '97 and '98 -- with a head full of vague ideas that I needed to let loose onto the pages of my marble cover notebook. I've gotten so used to writing on the computer over the years I'd forgotten how liberating it can be to do a little old-fashioned pen-and-paper, stream of conciousness writing, especially sitting in a bar, beer close at hand, and potential stories all around you. Last time out was an unexpected fluke, but this…