Monday, April 14, 2014
I missed the boat. What I was trying to say, when I said I assemble characters using typewriter parts was that I write about them using the keyboard. And when I said I am apparently doing it for the fun of it, it was my way of complaining that there's not much money in it. As the warden said in the... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, April 13, 2014
Hobbies
I saw a video yesterday about an artist, young man of about 30, who sculpts things out of old typewriter parts. He uses nothing but the keys and gears and type and frames, the rollers and hinges, etc. First he carefully takes apart the old Royal or Underwood or Remington - tucks like parts in... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, April 12, 2014
Don't start vast projects with half-vast ideas...
This was a neat, hand-printed motto one of the guys tacked to the bulletin board back in '61. At the time I was the secretary for the Physical Plant department at the newly-formed Edwardsville campus of Southern Illinois University. My new boss was John C., our base of operations was the former... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, April 11, 2014
Goddess of Small Things
Thursday's weather was gorgeous - practically perfect. The mower crew was busy at work over at St. B's, trimming the new grass that popped up two days ago. Trees are blooming all over town, lilacs are sprouting leaves next door - as they are in Ciel's neighborhood. And the bugs are back - crawling,... Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, April 10, 2014
So long, Jerry. We'll miss you. Come back and see us sometime.
Jerry's been coming for lunch and bingo Tuesdays and Fridays for upwards of six months now, a cheerful, warm-hearted special soul who makes everyone around him also feel special. A few weeks ago he begged me to let him help put mailing labels on the Center’s monthly newsletter. He kept them in good... Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, April 9, 2014
Sort & Pitch - the sequel
Early on, before Winter's curse had stopped echoing off the walls of my cave, I'd begun sorting out the stuff "I might need some day" into two loosely packed stacks. Stack 1 = anything they'd find acceptable at Goodwill, and Stack 2 which was stuff best dropped into the recycling bin. Keeping it was... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, April 8, 2014
What The Seamstress Saw -- update...
The "conclusion" I posted earlier today is not the end of the story - only the end of that chapter. So here's a nutshell - spoiler alert - of what comes next. Simon and Little Gus noticed an oily puddle under the car when they went out the next morning, intending to head for Belmonte. They went to... Sign in to see full entry.
What the Seamstress Saw - conclusion
What did you do? Katie asked silently. The next time who drives to Belmonte? Was he talking about Papa Aldo? No, he’s still in New York. … Simon! Katie knew he’d be taking little Gus home sooner or later, even if Olivia had forbidden them to come to the wedding. Oh My God! I have to do something!... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, April 7, 2014
What the Seamstress Saw, Part 2
She’d grown up in New York City, often walked through Greenwich Village with her mother on their way to work at the Triangle factory. Katie had seen any number of affectionate displays between men, some that were all too intimate for the public street. But she'd never seen any of it in Gunnison. She... Sign in to see full entry.
Title for next November's writing marathon...
It came to me this morning - about 2:30 in the morning - while my mind was re-visiting a TED-style talk with three strangers at the library yesterday. It was a conversation about connectedness, about the universe and the value of each individual that started between me and a woman who asked me about... Sign in to see full entry.