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Morning Trip (249)

“But if I can bear the nights, the days are a pleasure. I walk out; I see something, some event that would otherwise have been utterly missed and lost; or something sees me, some enormous power brushes me with its clean wing, and I resound like a beaten bell.” 6 more words


It All Belongs

More often than not, life feels to me like a Kafka novel. Go up this elevator. Go down these stairs. Go to Building A. No, C. 447 more words

Writing and Life

This morning I picked up a book from a shelf in the living room that I dedicate to writing books. A year ago or so I went into an area at the library where they sell used books as a fund raiser. 646 more words


Book #41: Pilgrim at Tinker Creek

Pilgrim at Tinker Creek by Annie Dillard

Don’t let the vagabond on the cover fool you. Oh wait…this book is nearly as weird as it looks. 588 more words

Novel Summaries

Life is an icecream.

An earnest young woman explained to me some details of her thesis on George Eliot’s Silas Marner. She talked about rationalism and the connection to community and the spiritual climb to redemption. 431 more words