(written about 13 years ago) She writes songs. In fact, she had the No. 1 song in the world. The words and melody struck so many people so deeply they had to own it and play it again anytime they wanted. She lives alone on the second floor of a two-story building. Maybe it wasContinue reading “The girl in the dream”
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the duel
There are two of us here, we,The lump of flesh and thewhatjacallitsoul, consciousness, sentience and we battle it out daily.Something tells me the lump always winsbut lets the thinker rationalizewhatever it decides. Which is our better nature?The thinker thinks it’s himbut then he’s the onedoing the thinking. Maybe the fallacy isthat we are two ofContinue reading “the duel”
These dreams and whispers
I’m telling ya, man, come on,There’s nothing to it and even if there was,what could we do about it?Let it go, man,Let it go,Let it go. (Someone whispered in the night,“No. Fly. Be free.”) Really?Really?Don’t do this. (But they were already miles away.)
And now, my 17th journal
So I just peeked. (Why do people start sentences and stories with “So”? When did it start? How did it happen?) I started filling my first journal — the $3.59 clearance book from Hobby Lobby — on Oct. 26, 2011, which would be almost exactly 10 years of regular journaling, except it wasn’t until AprilContinue reading “And now, my 17th journal”
Lost in the flow
Having thoroughly enjoyed two of Kazuo Ishiguro’s novels, Never Let Me Go and Klara and the Sun, it felt like time to visit the author’s perhaps best known work, The Remains of the Day. And, of course, it is a mysterious treasure. Ishiguro has a knack for creating endearingly flawed narrators and unfolding the storyContinue reading “Lost in the flow”
I am an impostor
Oh, man, I’m not into this today. My brain is resisting the various promises I’ve made to write this or do that or make this call or research that. It feels so comfy just to sit and do nothing. “You have been there and done that your whole life, fulfilling those promises, and see whereContinue reading “I am an impostor”
Does the author have to know whodunit?
I “read” the classic Hercule Poirot mystery Murder On the Orient Express audiobook this week during my commute to the day job. Poirot and David Rosenfelt’s Andy Carpenter series have been my light “reading” this summer. I had the advantage over Christie’s famous Belgian detective because I remembered the gist of the solution from memorableContinue reading “Does the author have to know whodunit?”
