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19 January, 2012
Last Full Day
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The taste of last night's beer lingered this morning. Three in the morning, I can't sleep. That voice in my head, the one that's...
18 January, 2012
Two Days Past (Winter 2012)
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The streets have been cleared and the previous night's freeze packed the last snow fall, eliminating the drifts covering Illinois 64 t...
Wind Down Wind Up: Travel Plan Update
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This one's for Dave Cuckler and Jim Beaudry. So my plans -- in as much as I've made them, such as they are -- are set. I'm leavi...
13 January, 2012
Day After Snow, 2012
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Snow covers all our petty arguments silences our numerous indiscretions and turns our thoughts, once again, towards warmth. Overcast morning...
12 January, 2012
Rosetta Stone Autopsy
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Two days ago it was warm enough to wake the flies. Now it's snowing, light dusting like powdered sugar over the gray and brown post-harv...
11 January, 2012
Update: Of Leavings And What Remains
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My bus ticket to Cincinnati arrived in the mail this past Saturday. I'm leaving from Chicago on Saturday January 21st and taking an expr...
02 January, 2012
Scratching the Itchy Foot
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The first part of the trip will be to go visit my daughter, Stella. It's been a couple of years since I've seen her and I want to ma...
26 December, 2011
Buk Notes: John Fante
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It's not necessary to read John Fante in order to understand what Bukowski was shooting for; one of the nice things about Buk is that ev...
19 August, 2011
The Rose Tattoo (Or, Sketch of One of God's Little Left Overs)
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Strictly speaking, Simpson was not a complicated person. He woke up each day ten minutes before his alarm clock sounded. He showered quickly...
22 July, 2011
The Transfiguration of Rufus Skeen I: Rufus Recalls His First Baptism
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Rufus recalled his baptism. He had been 9 years old. It felt like the right thing to do – to stand up in front of his father, his mother, hi...
21 July, 2011
By and By
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I wish I believed. I know the songs the ones that sound so so wrong when I sing them. How great thou love lifted me in the garden by and b...
05 July, 2011
Daguerreotypes
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I. Neighborhood kids shooting off fireworks illuminating the tired smiling faces of distracted elders casting long shadows that pop, sparkle...
28 January, 2011
The Beans, Bread, and Beer Fund: An Explanation
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Making it as a writer is rough, no matter how you go about it. Mostly people get some kind of pointless day job, or they become college inst...
14 December, 2010
Essay: Intractable, Part 1
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I grew out of a narrow tradition; as a writer, my education began with The Great Books on the dusty top shelf of the reference section in t...
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