Today, in the middle of the recent struggle which I will just call August because really they have no names, I drifted into a family gathering and it was noisy. No surprise there. My uncle—the one who always reminds me that my greatest investment is in myself—was pleading with me to go back to school [...]
Category: daydreams
Daydreams
I haven't spent much time writing about my dreams lately. I should. Of course I should also drive slower and grade these papers, but things happen. 10 Things You Didn’t Know About Lucid Dreaming Here are 10 things you (probably) never knew about the wonderful phenomenon of lucid dreaming, the ability to have conscious awareness [...]
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How Life Leaves Us (Final Girl series, cont’d).
So fiction is part of this Final Girl series. Full disclosure: I stopped trusting my fiction after a too-long stint in middle and high school with novellas about girls named Raisin. Yes, those stories happened. Of course, the day may come when I side eye this the same way. But for now, here goes... --d [...]
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How Love Works
The Velveteen Rabbit or How Toys Become Real by Margery Williams DOUBLEDAY & COMPANY, INC. Garden City New York To Francesco Bianco from The Velveteen Rabbit HERE was once a velveteen rabbit, and in the beginning he was really splendid. He was fat and bunchy, as a rabbit should be; his coat was spotted [...]
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Because I cannot say it enough…
But Audre Lorde said it as well as I ever could want to, so I'll just select and borrow some of her words: "What is most important to me must be spoken...even at the risk of having it bruised or misunderstood... Your silence will not protect you... What are the words you do not yet [...]
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This, Many Times (Final Girl Series. cont’d.)
Poem #3 After Kindred, 1979 It looks like noise. The interruption of her is not just blood but a cautious letting of the tools of a trade long benefiting others while she stood with one half her arm buried in a wall, a time, a space that travels through her veins as if an intracoastal [...]
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Daydream Sequence #12
I was at a Writers Conference and had decided to spend the evening in a coffee shop getting some writing done. My walk to the coffee shop involved crossing a bridge wherein the exit from the bridge to the shopping center, which also housed a Kroger grocery store, was kind of obscure. It was dusk—around [...]
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Daydream Sequence #11
It was at one of my old apartments. The unit had a large balcony parallel to an I95 overpass. Though it was hardly a high rise building, my "penthouse" unit was at least 5 stories high. My bedroom opened onto the balcony; in the dream much like in waking life I took any opportunity I [...]
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Blog Challenge Day 28: Got brains?
Day 28: What attracts you to someone? Got brains? You can get it! Ooh that was crass. (Please don’t judge me). But seriously, I am a sucker for someone who can teach me something and not just hold but carry a conversation. (The latter will prove quite important because I can be painfully shy and [...]
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Daydream Sequence #10
As I moved away from the scene almost catching some sidewalk in my rush, I wondered what exactly I had just witnessed. There was running and screaming. Something violent had occurred; what injuries or death had happened I could not know in my haste to get away from the chaotic scene--mostly car lights and throngs [...]
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