In the VA lunchroom before E–’s first class of the semester. Lights low, plastic furniture, quiet, only a few scared-looking art students with their heads down. I can’t lose the momentum of the APCON piece. One really needs to be constantly sending pitches if publishing is going to work—multiple every day; for the Wolfgang review, for whatever. Publish it anywhere, so long as it’s somewhere. But if I don’t write it first, is it a work of art? Or is it just hackwork?