As I sit and write this, we have used up 212 days of the year. Usually, I commit to reading goals of 30 or more, but this year for some reason, when I set that goal in January, I wrote down 15. Only 15. With 153 days left, I'm at 18, and I thought I'd… Continue reading Checkpoint
Less than 60 pages in, I am about to put We Were The Mulvaneys on my "Got Bored, Maybe Later" Goodreads shelf. Now I know this book is highly regarded, as is Oates herself. And I respect her talent, and her longevity as a writer, very much enjoyed The Falls. But this crossroads I'm at… Continue reading It’s all in the details…or is it?
There was a poet. As a regular exercise, he would lock himself in his house and play Pink Floyd's The Wall non-stop for two days. During this time, he would sit and jot down random words that came to mind. When the time was up, he would take the pieces of paper and cut them up so… Continue reading Eating Your Words thru Chance Operation