I often don’t understand. I walk through books aware of meaning, the brush of shapes, the breath of a thing gone when I turn….
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Can I think of one historical or fictional person who held together a fracturing world?
(Why did I write this? What was I thinking?). Note…
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Story idea: 1st person: A writer, egoist failure, an observer, still.
Subject: Narrator writes at a table in a grocery store Starbucks every morning. Everyday,…
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About 1:30, right after I eat lunch, I tire and, without energy, sadness threatens to, just threatens to – what? What? Everyday this happens….
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FOREWORD: I began writing these posts a year ago and since then the style and tone have changed. You will also notice that my…