post a comment | posted Apr 27
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What a day yesterday! It was my favorite kind of day. All kinds of activities lined up, but spread out in such a way that I was never rushing. A perfect day in a way. It certainly almost never works out so well, or for so cheaply. There's little to...
post a comment | posted Apr 23
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I awoke this morning tense. Must have fallen asleep before 9pm the evening before, spent the whole night waking up and trying to go back to sleep. Had a decent day at work and a decent day overall. You know: The Usual.I thought about cars today. No...
post a comment | posted Apr 4
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Walking back from the Horse Brass with the roommates last night amid a cloud of second hand smoke and cracks in the sidewalk, the conversation still rolling, Natalie says, "When I was little I wanted to be an astronomer."I say, "I wanted to be an a...
post a comment | posted Mar 25
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Headphones are mostly right and always close to my head,Drum beats inside, stiff limbs out,Sound that I love, stay close,Charm me, bore me, be a woman.Charm me, charm me, charm me, be a woman.Tears are how you know you exist,Watery eyes, salty, flo...
post a comment | posted Mar 19
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Spurred on by the immense pleasure I took in reading "Proust Was A Neuroscientist" by Jonathon Lehrer, I picked up a couple more books on the subject of neuroscience.Right now I'm in the thick of "A Universe of Consciousness: How Matter Becomes Ima...
post a comment | posted Mar 8
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The Portland Fiction Project's Debut Reading Event is happening this Saturday. All of the current Portland Fiction Project authors will read their favorite stories. The Fall Colors(myspace.com/fallcolorstheband) will play. Worksound is exhibiting "...
post a comment | posted Feb 17
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Suppose its mid afternoon and we go to a cafe. Suppose we sit across from each other at a table out front. Suppose we both sit cross legged so that our dangling feet are almost touching each other. Suppose that on this bright and bold shadowed spri...
post a comment | posted Jan 30
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An empty rural road beneath an unforgiving dark gray sky. A small man is hissing down the highway in his vehicle made for giants. He is alone on the road, alone in his thoughts and alone in his life. He hasn't seen another car for miles and he stru...
post a comment | posted Jan 20
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I joined a fun little writing group. The second or third week in, I ended up writing this little story spontaneously. Everything in it is true, but its a mish mash of different stories threaded together."Let's get dressed up. You come over around 8...
post a comment | posted Jan 6
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Walked to the library, dropped off my book.Walked to the bank.Walked to Sound Grounds, got some coffee.Sat and read my book for an hour.Finally picked my head up and looked around.A couple over there playing Scrabble on a travel size board.The old ...