I’m at my Catholic Retreat with my friends, on the cusp of our confirmation. This is likely ’88 or ’89. There’s no warnings here. No agendas. I’m talking to John, or somebody else, and the lights go off. It stays this way for a good 15-30 seconds– enough time to cause anticipation and a little …
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Walks
A good Sunday. Washed the cars. Smoked a chicken in the Masterbilt. Took things to the Goodwill and had an encounter with the most polite man in the world. Then I installed an irrigation system so that my wife and I can use our evenings more productively. As to why we hadn’t thought of this …
Unburying a few notes in my Microsoft OneNote files, I’m like a college kid in a second hand clothing store– touching, feeling and interpreting all the material and surprised they fit and feel pretty good. Not designer, second hand Gucci– but it’s at least 2nd hand Banana Republic. Some of the work I’m completing now …
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Local Library: Walking with my aunt in our hometown, our legs weary and the cold wind is far more frigid than what we’re used too . Most of our conversation is about growing up, and the imminent death of her mother, my grandmother. Wandering into the local library to warm up, we come upon a …
Work Trip
In Dallas, on a work trip, during a month long reset for my body. A few years ago, I traveled almost 50% of the time– Nashville, Milwaukee, San Jose, and DC. During that time, I noticed how hotel rooms had the power to increase the intensity of hunger, in all its positive and negative forms. …
Saturday
The day is complete, but very little was completed. I outlined 4 seasons of Queen of Wilmer County, but only after drafting a very jumbled pilot over several months. Writing tv scripts is different than writing and drafting fiction– at least for me. Seeing the season as a whole unit helps add complexity to the …
The day passed. I saw some people. Talked to an old friend about fiction and writing. Bought some bread. Ate some salad. Re-read a story and re-categorized it to the “ready to edit” tab. Then I read some more fiction. Then I wrote. It was a normal day– except I didn’t workout nor did I …
Self-Inflicted Goo
During metamorphosis, the caterpillar dissolves and destroys its own body until it becomes goo. Then all the goo gets rearranged into another insect called a butterfly. It breaks through the paper-thin material to become color and flight and light brushes of wings against your cheek. This level of change can only happen in secret, hidden …
Gaps and Salves
Low self-esteem and inferiority complexes are not the ingredients of a strong leader. If he or she suffers from either of these ailments, decision-making and the well-being of the constituents are compromised because the leader is always healing a wound, seeking comfort. So when people judge the sitting president as “incompetent” or being an “idiot”, …
K Dramas and First Person Narratives
Reading some books feels like walking in the wilderness for 40 days and 40 nights. At least that’s the feeling I have after living through Kokoro by Natsume Soseki. Because the novel is written in the first person narrative, there are pages upon pages of internal dark monologue that get burned into you. Even the …