We like to fill holes.
I have started more notebooks than I can remember. I still find them mixed in with the books, ten or so pages filled and the rest blank, doomed to a life — my lifetime — of serving as transoms thru …...
View ArticleBecause Death would not come to us…
…we kindly go to it. The daughter and I are headed to L.A. today to visit the Museum of Death. It used to live in San Diego, but has since moved about a bit, and has found (hopefully) a final …...
View ArticleComfortable Funk
It has been one of those weekends: rain most of the time, and when not raining, windy, chilly and overcast. Something about these weekends makes me slip into a comfortable melancholy. I got out the...
View ArticleToo close for names? (It’s 3 a.m. Give me a break.)
Names, to me, are magical. I know I’ve talked about this before: about how a person’s name becomes so much more than a simple noun to signify their existence. It summons and signifies, cures and...
View ArticleLack of coherence
I have signed up for NaNoWriMo every year since the mid-noughties. This year is supposed to be (just like all the rest, mind, but this year for sure) the year I actually “win”, that I succeed in...
View ArticleRed
Red’s screams reached the ears of the huntsman despite the wind that shushed through the forest canopy. Her plight seemed to grow along with the pitch of her voice, and he made the snap decision to...
View ArticleRule 13
He’d been the first one off the tee this final day of the tournament. His caddy hadn’t shown, but ESPN and their advertisers would wait no longer than ten minutes, leaving him to trundle his bag alone...
View ArticleRevising
Revisionist history is the name given by any group once in control of the Story to the newly corrected Story. Incorrectly done, revised history creates propaganda and (further) disenfranchises with no...
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