(This is just a spontaneous post of a short narrative (below this block of words) that will appear in a slightly different format/edit in my upcoming book-object (properly called I guess in a more sociological sense, what humans call a novella) attached the bizarre title Sleep Walking Under The Moon Soul of Lake Michigan. Speak...and… Continue reading Indian Summer In Michigan…still
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A silent goodbye.
Have you ever come to a point in your life, no anger and a bit of sadness, but you've decided that this will be the last time you see a person, without them even knowing it, under good circumstances and even some laughter; a time when you go this way and they don't go anywhere… Continue reading A silent goodbye.
It Hurts. (click word-picture for larger font)
A snail of a book. Fall/Winter Notebook, page 1
It's been taking me an hour to even concentrate, and a half hour per paragraph. Needless to say my book is a snail right now, but that's OK, because when it's done, it will be the most important work (to me within my subjective cannon of work) that I've ever completed. Damn. Nice to feel that… Continue reading A snail of a book. Fall/Winter Notebook, page 1
Adventures In American Writing 