Well, I'm off. Don't forget to empty the dishwasher, it's clean, and tomorrow is trash day. I'll be back on Thursday. I'm not fond of leaving home. In fact, you could say I'm terrified of it and you wouldn't be exaggerating. Back ten years ago when I started this job, I loved to travel, but now … Continue reading Leaving on a Jet Plane
Month: January 2013
What’s in a name?
Would my blog, by any other name, stink? I have been thinking about my renaming my blog. I've been thinking about it since November. When I started this 'thing' I had no idea what I was doing... User Name = Blog Name = Site Title = URL??? But now I know... Now I am an … Continue reading What’s in a name?
Ten Minutes
Ten Minutes. Impossible. I make too many mistakes. I already did. I meant to start with the word, 'word.' The words fill my mind, swirl around my soul until I am drowned. I can't take another breath until I've breached the dam and they pour out like a flood onto the screen. The squiggly red lines, like poisonous worms under every word, … Continue reading Ten Minutes
Statues
Attribution: Greek statue : http://regolish.blogspot.com/2012/01/posse-ad-esse-from-possibility-to.html Shadows holding hands : http://dannyman.toldme.com/images/IMG_3467.JPG Little Sparrow : http://soundlandscapes.files.wordpress.com/2012/06/024.jpg
Stephen Donaldson: Introduction
This is the way I remember it. I was fourteen years old, we were down the shore and my uncle was visiting. He was in his mid-twenties or so. He might have been married to my aunt by then, but she doesn't figure into this memory. My uncle took us to the used book store. … Continue reading Stephen Donaldson: Introduction
Brandon Sanderson: Legacy
Maybe if Robert Jordan hadn't died, I might not have discovered Brandon Sanderson. My taste for pure fantasy has waned as I've grown older. It makes me sad. I want to love swords and sorcery as much as ever, but my heart just isn't into it anymore. Anyway - It was a strain to read book 11 of the Wheel of … Continue reading Brandon Sanderson: Legacy
Never Been Kissed
I was the most immature 16 year old on the planet. I blush now to read my diary then. It sounds like a twelve year old's thoughts. I had no plans for the future when I was 16. I was interested in Right Now, or maybe, Five Minutes From Now. After reading all of the … Continue reading Never Been Kissed
Ernest Hemingway: Brief
To be honest, I'm not sure I much care for Hemingway. No, not sure at all. I mean, he's a writer. A good writer. One of the best. You know all that already. But his stories, well, they're sad. Nothing good happens in them, nothing happy. But you gotta read them, right? Because he's a great writer, … Continue reading Ernest Hemingway: Brief
Dave Duncan: Love
I learned about Love from Dave Duncan. There are a hundred different kinds of love in this world and he covers them all. The unconditional, instinctual love for a child. The often conditional, but forgiving love for a spouse. The patient love for a beloved parent. The comfortable love for a true friend. And even the respectful love for a close enemy. … Continue reading Dave Duncan: Love