Monthly Archives: November 2008

Rainy Day Lines in Glass

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Dream Dog Dilemma on a Divided Road

A man in a square cut black suit and broad-brimmed black hat, accompanied by a knee-high black dog, walks around bright white cement island in the middle of a gravel road, dividing a higher path from a lower one. All … Continue reading

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Closed Doors and Lost Keys

Outside the Locker Room I pounded on the locker room door, but it remained locked from the inside. As I stepped back my feet moved something that scraped along the cement floor. I looked down. There was a ring of … Continue reading

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It All Started in The Repair Shop/ Dream Journey II

The woman dressed in light blue coveralls smelling of machine oil and smoke. “Stan” was printed in red letters on a white patch on her chest. “They said something about putting it under the TV scope,” I said shrugging. “It … Continue reading

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A Dream Delayed

Here is a dream I had a couple weeks ago as I was preparing to start NaNoWriMo. I have no idea what it means I just had a few minutes to pull it out of some scribbled notes in my … Continue reading

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Another Self-experiment

I think it is finally time for another self-experiment. I am going to call this one number 10 just for a round number. If you are one of the ten people that actually read my blog, you know that I … Continue reading

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Soaking in the Long Ago Sun

Today, on this cold, wet autumn day, I will sit with my back against the rough bark of the dark tree in the golden light and let the waves of late summer heat flow into me from the past. I … Continue reading

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