Monthly Archives: December 2011

Doing Publicity

Yesterday, I made a mistake: I drank coffee. But it was so delicious, a Starbucks skinny peppermint mocha, that I couldn’t help it. All right, I could have helped it. Either way, I could not get to sleep until 4:00 … Continue reading

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The Holographic Universe

I’ve always had a weird relationship with reality. Part of it comes, I suppose, from having an especially vivid imagination. When I wake up in the morning, if I’ve had especially vivid dreams, it often takes me a moment to … Continue reading

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Unfinished Stories

Today, I was going through my files, trying to figure out what I have in them. In general, my writing files are very organized. But in both my story and poetry files, I have a folder called something like “current” … Continue reading

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Living in My Head

Sometimes it’s difficult, living in my head. Today I got an idea for a story (yes, another idea – I get story ideas all the time). It comes from two true stories, both of which affected me significantly when I … Continue reading

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The Poetry Notebooks

Tonight, I’m organizing the poetry notebooks. There are three of them: Childhood-1995, 1996-2005, and 2006-Present. They’re woefully disorganized. The first one is filled with handwritten scraps of paper, some of them torn out of spiral notebooks. There are some typed … Continue reading

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A Quiet Christmas

Perhaps I’m getting more selfish, but I decided some time ago that on holidays, I wasn’t going to do anything I didn’t want to. That means no long trips to see relatives. No elaborate decorating, because I don’t really see … Continue reading

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The Lion’s Roar

You’d think that on Christmas Eve I would have some words of wisdom, but I don’t. Except that for the first time I had Christmas pudding, and the experience was positively Dickensian. I understand why the Victorians would have loved … Continue reading

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