The Straight Path Of Of The Circle

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Don't you love self-contradictory expressions? I have publicly said several times that I have had a lifelong fascination with words and letters. All the ways they can be put together or scrambled about, like...

The Counsel Of Cats

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It will come as no surprise, Hermit that I am, that I spend Thanksgiving by myself, in the company of my cats and my computer. There is always a place where someone's table is...

Warmed By Frozen Silence

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It is true what they say about some of your senses getting better after one or more of the others is compromised in some way. This has certainly been true in my case; as...

Photo Journal: A Hermit Store Run

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Especially for my overseas penpal, April ~ The inbound Carriage arrives It's a cozy ride My whole heart hates City life Crosswalk death's nearby Gladiator breakfast time! What hell lurks inside? Mapping out my shopping strides What the hell'd I...

The Best Voices Are The Ones In Your Head

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I know, I know... I have issues; obviously, any shrink worth their salt would dispatch a gaggle of white-jacketed thugs to your address to re-home you in a cozy little room with padding...

I Crack Myself Up

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I could play the "blind card," or I could claim a senior moment, or I could even try to make the case that I simply made a rookie mistake. The problem here is that...

Chapters

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A month ago, I might have titled this "Life Cycles." Two weeks ago, it could have been "Transitions". Now? Each of these falls terribly short of the mark. Setting out to put together my...

Writing: An Enigmatic Paradox

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Of the many words I am deeply fond of, there are two in particular that give me pause every time I come across them. The word "Paradox" (a self-contradiction that may turn out to...

At Odds With Human Nature

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Serious question: Have you ever written something and gone back a very long time later (looking for a specific pull quote) to reuse it in new content and thought to yourself, "damn... That was...

If I’d Written A COVID Diary

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The lede would have been, "Day 1: Dear Diary, what in the actual fuck?" While my brain was catching some z's last night, filing away random shit that will come back to visit me...