Oh, Ego, finding your doppelgänger online is only exciting if he isn’t several degrees cooler than you.
The zest from my orange perfumes my mustache.
So, I’ve finished the January “River of Stones” project. It’s been a lot of fun and, I think, good for my process–writing just this little bit every day, and paying careful attention to the words I’m putting down, has made me a more careful reader and even thinker as well as a more careful writer. Continue reading “Small stone wrap-up”
Winds career over the rooftops, rending the rain-tarps in long shredded strips, flaying sections from the tin. The dust from construction down the street awakes and lifts from the sand and rock, filling the air like a city-sized, ponderous spirit. Out in the Gulf a storm floats past, but here in the city, we hearContinue reading “Small stone #31”
Each eye feels punched in, my temples tight, my neck old rubber like an antique bicycle tire. All this news coverage, but so hard to turn away from it when the people I’m watching on tv or on the Internet refuse to turn away themselves. They face a wild and uncertain future, but they faceContinue reading “Small stone #30”
Bob Marley in the dress shop makes the track lighting feel like sunshine, and all these bohemian prints and bell-sleeves tunics make me yearn for sandalwood incense and a Red Stripe, the sizzle of kebobs on the barbecue, and the green grass cool and dewy between my toes. I’m participating in the River of StonesContinue reading “Small stone #29”
The glass crunching underfoot is something of a mystery, as though city workers had broken all the globes in the street lights just to change the bulbs. I’m participating in the River of Stones project in January. Look for a new post each day. Click the badge at left for more details.
My wife fell behind while walking in the mall, and when I turned to find her she told me, “I tripped on the in-between.” (This is a true story.) I’m participating in the River of Stones project in January. Look for a new post each day. Click the badge at left for more details.
Somehow, the goldenrod sunset through the trees isn’t nearly as beautiful since they cut down all the trees. I’m participating in the River of Stones project in January. Look for a new post each day. Click the badge at left for more details.
This evening, I sat in a small auditorium with a crowd of artists and intellectuals. On the stage sat three men: Dez Skinn, the British comics editor who founded Warrior magazine and helped launch the careers of Dave Gibbons, David Lloyd, Alan Moore, and Grant Morrison. Charles Kochman, an American graphic novel editor who championed Diary ofContinue reading “Small stone #25”