Monthly Archives: June 2011

Toothbrushes & Characters & Questions

A woman approaches the registration desk of a hotel and asks the employee for two toothbrushes. The woman is approaching middle age, with middle-brown hair, of middle height, wearing an expression that is in the middle area between cordial and … Continue reading

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At least he had the decency to lie

>>Percentage of Americans outraged over Weiner’s extended denial about those tweeted photos and so forth: MANY, BIG, LOTS% It has been a week filled with, among other things, the phrase: “If only he hadn’t lied.” These words were often followed … Continue reading

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Truth in Labeling

The current brouhaha, with appropriate emphasis on the last two immature syllables, seems useless for writers, unless it’s to check on legitimate motivation. Sending an underwear pic or puffed chest — like a chilly bird — to a stranger is … Continue reading

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Scavenger Confessions

I read obits. I’m sure this pastime is common among writers and non-writers alike, but I feel a little sneaky about it, because my motives are selfish. In terms of writing, I’m interested in how a life is summarized in … Continue reading

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Sail the Ship Boldly — Tate on poem writing

In his introduction to the 1997 anthology of American poetry*, James Tate talks about creating a poem, the hard work of setting forth and the desire for discovery. He points out that Columbus did not set out to discover America … Continue reading

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MyPlate.gov — A Series (gone is the food pyramid)

Vegetable: wasabi peas Fruit: blueberries Grains: crackers Protein: almonds Daily: milk (in coffee)  

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Scents and Sensibility

(Some titles are irresistible — sorry, Jane.) When I emerged from Penn Station in New York a few days ago, I was blasted by the city — its noises and especially its odors. If those smells were a painting, they … Continue reading

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