Tag Archives: Thinking in Words

Working with Wet Wood In the Wet Wood

Posted on November 23, 2009 by randomyriad

I was out in the woods behind my house, and I came across a lot of branches and roots scattered about. Everything is so wet and broken after a week of rain and wind. As I was looking at the … Continue reading →

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Sunday Walk at Dusk

Posted on November 9, 2009 by randomyriad

I walk back from the asphalt of the school playground where I picked up a piece of wood a tree thought brought down in the wind of  two nights ago. along the sidewalk home someone might mistake this branch for … Continue reading →

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A New Month / A New Novel: NaNoWriMo

Posted on November 1, 2009 by randomyriad

Two years ago, in November,  just after I started my blog, I wrote 50,000 words that almost came together as a novel. That was my first NaNoWriMo experience. It was good to find out that I was capable of putting … Continue reading →

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“Auschwitz is not only behind us.”

Posted on October 24, 2009 by randomyriad

“Auschwitz must be comprehended in the context of its historical past, be recognized when it happens in the present, and not be ruled out blindly for the future.” Gunter Grass “A Father’s Difficulties in Explaining Auschwitz to His Children” “My … Continue reading →

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Another Year, Another Journal, and a Dream Poem

Posted on October 17, 2009 by randomyriad

The year contained in this journal has been like last of a long struggle. I have finally reached surface from the dark, chill of abyssal depths. I am still adjusting to the light and air, but things are coming into … Continue reading →

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