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Audrey
It’s cloudy and overcast outside when Henry goes down to the garage. He opens the garage door, moves to the car, and and gets in. “Morning, Henry!” The voice is light and cheery. Henry is not. “ Mmm,” he murmurs. “Is it off to work we go?” “Where else,” he grunts. “Hi-ho, hi-ho!” What? …
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the skull illuminating pose
A chapter I cut from the final draft of Attachment Patterns. Kind of fun. * That afternoon Bob went to yoga. He went to the one closest to his house. It was called Bikram Yoga and Bob had noted any number of times, especially in summer, that attractive young women in tights and yoga tops…
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Burnout
A new term has recently entered my lexicon. Creative burnout is a lack of interest in the work and activities that have always been meaningful to you. You doubt your ability to create anymore, you feel you’re no longer “good enough”, that you’ve lost whatever talent you once had. You find yourself in a place…
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Polling Shows
I was reading this morning that polling shows Donald Trump leading Joe Biden in five key elections states and I must say I was surprised. Yes, I lean politically left and feel that Biden has done a good shop since taking office, and yes, I deplore Donald Trump and feel he has been a horrible…
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The Night Visitor
The annual Christmas play It is 1981. A cold, grey kitchen. A stove. A fridge. A stove with the oven door partly open to provide heat. A table. A single unlit Christmas candle on it. Bing Crosby’s How Lovely is Christmas is playing on the old radio. WAYNE and HORACE enter. WAYNE is white and…
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The Casual Age
Our is a casual age though it’s impossible to take casually. Sportswear has happened. It’s beyond the ruins. I am, if you don’t know, paraphrasing the English writer, D.H. Lawrence, author of Lady Chatterley’s lover, who I doubt ever went out in anything but a coat and tie. He might these days. Casual has become…
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Book Club
I had a zoom meeting with the WA Book club in Austin Texas this last week. The club’s president, RoseBetty Williams was generous enough to share her post meeting thoughts. I thought I’d share as well. My first impression? Who wrote this book? At our WA Book Club meeting this past Wednesday, we had an…
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Time It Was
Time it was. And what a time it was. It was a time of innocence. The words are from the song, Bookends, written by Paul Simon in 1968. And they lead me to wonder of late, have we, as human beings, ever truly had a time of innocence? A time when we felt free of…
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Pretty Good Words
It’s been about four months now since my novel, Attachment Patterns, was released by the publishers. Okay, four months and thirteen days, 23 – no, wait, 24 minutes and who knows how many seconds. But hey, who’s counting? How’s the book doing, how many copies have been sold in the last four months, you ask? …
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