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May.16.2013
I meditate daily. Usually it's an early, early morning affair when graylight is caught sneaking past the sky's edges. Well, that's from mid April on. Sunlight fails to appear in winter on some days until almost 9 AM, hours after I've meditated, hours after I've reported to work. ...
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May.01.2013
Smile.
Laugh.
Grin.
Chuckle.
Giggle.
Sing a gleeful song. A new day is being woven together.
Apricot and rose is spilling across a clear sky over a green land.
I've been bouncing around through my energy. I feel like I keep falling into a hole and digging myself out and the...
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Apr.17.2013
The day, like the day before, was blustery and cold. The snow continued to fall, lightly on the north wind, from morning through the evening. Although it didn’t stick on the ground long, it kept on coming.
This, my friends, is springtime in Montana. This is April.
There are no cherry blossoms, no...
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Mar.10.2013
A malaise holds my heart and mind. Life has been too much of the same. My ruts have deepened to the point that I can't see out of them.
I need to rescue myself from my tedium of routines. My wife believes I need an ocean fix, a few days at the beach to walk along and smell the sea...
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Jan.12.2013
In case you haven't exposed yourself to the particular subset of U.S. authors who write so-called postmodern tomes (it's rather unique to the USA, I think), think David Foster Wallace. Jonathan Franzen. Jonathan Safran Foer. Thomas Pynchon. Michael Chabon. Don de Lillo. (A caveat: I'd like to...
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Dec.13.2012
Awakening with this epiphany, I laughed. Really, four epiphanies in one night of sleep? It sounded like a strange play or movie concept.
This epiphany was about my daily mantras.
I awoke with the realization that I don't really use daily mantras. I use situational mantras...
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Aug.17.2012
Yesterday morning, I felt dark and weary. I trudged to the coffee shop in a dour mood. My anal side was up and I noted traffic violations a bit as I walked, grousing to myself about them, grousing about myself and my anal nature to myself. I did notice it was hot, hotter than I expected. Most smoke...
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Jul.26.2012
Torn Realities, A Horror Anthology
I remember Buckminster Fuller writing that 95% of scientifically proven reality is beyond the realm of our human sensory tools. Even though we know this, our emotional - and large doses of our rational - makeup is hopelessly tied to our senses. Then,...
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Jun.13.2012
There were practical reasons for the trip to the Quad Cities. We had purchased a replacement vehicle for the 2005 Toyota Matrix driven by our daughter. Her car was deemed a total loss by the insurance company after the accident this past May. It took 5 weeks of working with the insurance company of...
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Mar.27.2012
I'm wondering....
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You writers out there, how do you go about structuring your stories? Do you have a plan, or do you just wing it? And do you plot it out? Do you have your characters dance on plot's puppet strings?
All these are valid ways to write, some maybe...
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