Don Teeter's Blog
Oct.18.2010
When I left the marriage household a few weeks ago I said goodbye to family walls with family portraits, to familiar airs and aromas, to dogs and fences; I said goodbye to projects unfinished and projects not started, to neighbors, and to a familiar place called home. I also said goodbye to an...
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Feb.05.2010
Franz Kafka "toiled diligently at a series of office jobs that didn't allow him enough time to write."
That's my excuse. Except for the toiling diligently part. I have a challenging job, with shit flying in from all over the world, and it's fun in its way, and certainly can be talked up...
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Jan.14.2010
An appreciation of poetry was not taught in the public schools I went to. Poetry was school assignments, pencil marks in old textbooks, strings of words better put into paragraphs, shades of meaning that took hours to extract, the special passion of one English teacher in ten and one student in a...
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Jan.07.2010
I get a weekly email exhorting me to write about a particular topic. So far the topics have not been inspiring. Tonight I have logged in for the first time in months, and decided to write an inaugural entry. This is it now. It is not about anything. Not yet.
Perhaps it will be about Redroom...
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About Don
Child of 1960s and 1970s Berkeley, fled for the suburbs, I now work for a major corporation and am in desperate search for the shriveled remains of my soul.


