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Fiction, Portfolio Piece #3
A gift of wisdom
I used to believe in the whole white bearded dude on a throne surrounded by clouds bit. You know, with the singing choirs and streets of gold and the mansions and all of that shit. My parents were Catholic. They tried their best to keep me doused with holy water, and the idea of God in Heaven and the angels watching out for me was ( Read more... ) -
Creative Non-Fiction, Portfolio Piece #2
She Recognized His Laugh Lines
The snow drifted down, falling like it didn’t really want to hit the ground. The air was bitter, and the river was speckled with small pieces of ice that weren’t melting. The wind had slowed, giving an almost peaceful air to the town.
Jerry belched loudly. Even he could smell the chitterlings on his breath, and gave a ( Read more... ) -
Poetry, Portfolio Piece #1
A Sense of Place
San Jose, California, 1977
A scratchy beard
The smell of the ocean
Coffee and submarines
New London, Connecticut, 1979
Orange walls and glass brick
A thirsty bird and orange juice
Climbing up, and a toy truck
South Bend, Indiana, 1981
Cigarette smoke and yelling
Strong rose scent and cold wind
Grey wood and the weight of time
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Returning to life
I am still sufering the effects of depression after my untimely end of employment. My wife is worried about me, but I am doing what I need to do to get back into the swing of things. She has shown some support for the idea of making a go of my writing, something no one has done seriously before.
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And, in the end…
It’s been more than a month since my last post, and the time has come to break my silence.
On March 2nd, I lost my job.
I will not go into additional details, for a variety of reasons. Those who know, know, and those that don’t, don’t need to. Time to move on.
It took me a month to get my tail from between my legs and be ready to get back on the ( Read more... ) -
Updates
- My marriage is, in a word, wonderful. Katie and I resonate together. We have our difficulties, to be sure, but we face them together. She is patient in those areas that I have issues, and vice versa. My worst complaints about her, upon further reflection, turn out to be the most minor annoyances. Those things that some other people could not stand ( Read more... )
