Fictions Write stories without a care in the world and you will care for the world. The knife I had thrown into the wall. Bounced off the wall. Lodged into my best friend’s skull. Went right through the top, punctured the brain. Made him act funny. We panicked like rascals. Scrambled we did to the…… Continue reading Untitled
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if you a true playa…
I’m on some spacecraft kinda shit right now made it in the backyard I know you’re jealous good good welcome to the stale jealousy that defines your demeanor I’m on something for sure for a good cause all natural pulled from a day dream so completely at ease one little kid drove a car with…… Continue reading if you a true playa…
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Fictions Do these stories play well with others? They don’t make ’50s moms anymore. Come back here and eat your breakfast! You need a good breakfast. Fifty years later he’s grabbing an apple and is out the door. The curtains have all fell off the windows. Not enough time. Can’t be bothered. The place lacks…… Continue reading Untitled
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Fictions In this case stories should be wordless. Up sick in bed as I write this. Sick with a cold, miserable with a job I don’t want, but need, and in the house a kick to the stomach as all the lights go out and water turns brown. Up sick in a hospital bed as…… Continue reading Untitled
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Saturday notes: writing plans are coming together (news comes later) it’s not easy I tell you I should really emphasize that anyway, I’m in a spot where if you sneeze they bless you with “bless you” it’s true that if you really write for a long period the words flow easier and you can open…… Continue reading Untitled
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The Black Eyed Peas are one of the worst pop groups in creation. I’ve already wasted too much energy even mentioning them and shall say no more. Except… Save your ears!
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THE KING STAY THE KING (from HBO’s THE WIRE) By Episode 3, D’Angelo Barksdale is entrenched in The Pit, monitoring the youngest and least experienced of the Barksdale drug crews and trying to improve their performance. And in a succinct metaphor, we get a sense of the drug hierarchy and everyone’s place within that world.…… Continue reading Untitled
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Played a game with my friend Josh last night. Chess always teaches you something about yourself. In this case, as I slaughtered up most of his army on the field, I became overconfident. This became my undoing. Even as I was able to advance my pawn and promote it to Queen, thus having two queens…… Continue reading Untitled
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By the way, this year’s Halloween was a wash out. Oh well. Seems so often that this time of year, we’re broke as hell, or unstable in some other kind of way. Forces me to think in terms of seasons, for sure. National Novel Writing Month, for example, falls around this time of year, and…… Continue reading Untitled
Move in for the kill
“Chess, like love, like music, has the powers to make men happy.” Siegbert Tarrasch (1862-1934) “There is no remorse like a remorse of chess. It is a curse upon man. There is no happiness in chess.” H.G. Wells (1886-1946) “Chess is so inspiring that I do not believe a good player is capable of having…… Continue reading Move in for the kill
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