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The Time I Did Not Give Brian Doyle a Piggy-Back Ride
I’m staying with the Brian theme one more time.–jrs Writers write, but authors have to do other stuff as well. Some of that stuff involves traveling around, reading some of what you’ve written, and discussing the sometimes mysterious differences between … Continue reading
Posted in Brian Doyle, Conversation, humor, laughing, memory, Uncategorized, Writing
Tagged author, brain, work, workshop, writers, writing
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White Ravens…And More Stories
Coming October 31, 2018 to your favorite book source from Word Hermit Press: (Cover design: Vinnie Kinsella Book Publishing Services) This is a collection of tales set in the modern American West with characters who somehow dispel the rugged individualist … Continue reading
Posted in Action-adventure, Aging, Alcohol, American history, American Indian, animals, Beach, Birds, California, Coyote, crow, family, Fishing, Friendship, Gratitude, Home, Humans, humor, Jim Stewart, memory, Ocean, Oregon, Outdoor cooking, Reading, Short Story, Uncategorized, Universe, walking, Water, Wildlife, Wisdom, women, Writing
Tagged animals, environment, family, humanity, humor, relationships, short story collection, writing
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The Road Takes a Break in Nakusp, B.C.
The breeze off Arrow lake sways the curtains in my room, robbing the ghosts of places to hide. The fan blurs the ceiling where peeled wallpaper casts vibrating shadows, like insect wings stuck to my leather. The confused air stirs … Continue reading
Posted in Action-adventure, Art, Bedtime, Consciousness, Dream, Gratitude, Harley Davdson, Life, memory, Motorcycles, Poem, Travel, Uncategorized, Vacation
Tagged Canada, ghosts, life, poetry, travel
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A Celebration of Brian Doyle
Wonderful piece by Michael McGregor. Check it out: https://magazine.nd.edu/news/the-story-catcher/
Haiku: Waiting for Three
What is it about two o’clock, the bitching hour? Dreaded double-strike. The eyes snap open, no retreat from wakefulness– it’s just a poem.
Posted in Home, Life, memory, Night, Poem, Sleep, Uncategorized, Universe, Writing
Tagged clocks, wakefulness, work, writing
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Tanka–Who Was I?
A rainy morning: I wonder who I might be; the windows are streaked. Trees await my scrutiny; is it windier out there? (top: situation-kunst.de; bottom: controlyourcash.com)
Little Mind
My little mind seeks its way among large things in a vastness it cannot comprehend. I am glad it keeps going, past questions without answers, being stubborn that way, in blind faith, on some kind of mission, believing there is … Continue reading
Posted in Beach, Consciousness, Gratitude, memory, Poem, Quantum flash
Tagged blind faith, brain, humor, life, LSD, magic
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Road and Synapse
The gravel on this road long unused crackles with unfamiliar noise under my well-worn tires. My elbow thrusts into hot air, bared to sun and desert. Synapses not used in years fire in solidarity with the road, transporting me to … Continue reading
Bastards of Pain
So, what do you do when the bastards of pain camp on your front porch? Do you politely ask them to leave? Or do you wade into them with rage and a machete? Usually, with pain—physical, emotional, whatever—the bastards like … Continue reading
Posted in Consciousness, Humans, memory, Poem
Tagged brain, emotion, front porch, loss, resolve
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Reminders in Early July
(The Fourth is a grand holiday. It’s my sister’s birthday. We live in a truly great country where we are mostly safe and enjoy opportunities rare in the big picture. Most often, I am proud to be American. But… –jrs) … Continue reading
