Monthly Archives: February 2011

Century #6: The Tower on the Beach

Posted on February 8, 2011 by randomyriad

This is a dream I have had many times starting just after the accident. I am on a beach. Breakers crash to one side and sand dunes fold into the distance inland. A square tower stands about 100 feet from … Continue reading →

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Superbowl?

Posted on February 7, 2011 by randomyriad

I have been so busy this week and so absorbed in writing that for the first time since I was a small child I did not even remember there was a Super bowl in progress. I just moved through my … Continue reading →

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Century #5: The Fly in the Basement

Posted on February 6, 2011 by randomyriad

11/7/1988 I have to turn on the light now as darkness has come into my basement office. This is where I write. The silhouettes of trees stand against the last gray background of this long wet day. It is autumn … Continue reading →

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I Got Nothin’

Posted on February 6, 2011 by randomyriad

It has been a long, long week, and my mind is toast. I have been searching for something to put some words around, but nothing sticks. It is like my brain is made of teflon. I think I will work … Continue reading →

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We Can Do Better Than This.

Posted on February 4, 2011 by randomyriad

I am watching the unfolding situation in Egypt with a combination of empathy and shame. As a believer in individual freedoms and open democracy I hope that the Egyptians are able to make some of this happen in their country. … Continue reading →

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