Alternate worlds: in which I didn’t burn my bacon

Incoming, a series of posts about alternate realities that we almost lived in. Or maybe some we never had a chance to live in... In this alternate world, I didn't leave the bacon in the oven for nearly an hour and come out with black strips of salty carbon. In this world, I remembered and …

Late night thoughts

Somewhere, there is a tree growing which will some day be cut down and made into your coffin. No one will ever truly know you, but you. The person you love most in the world has secrets they will take to their grave, kept even from you. The things people do for love, when done …

Voices

Sometimes I'm reading and I think 'I could stand you forever', and other times I want to toss the book aside from waiting for the character to change. But each character, and narrator, should have their own unique voice. Because, the narrator isn't 'you'. You are an actor playing the part of the narrator--and the characters--when …

How to avoid looking back?

I never used to look back, to wonder or care about how I could have done things differently. Maybe it's part of getting older, but I've started having those thoughts more often. I started listening to a new book recently, 'Replay', about a man who dies, and wakes up 25 years in the past, in …

Kindred: disturbing, embarrassing, eye opening

Kindred by Octavia E. Butler follows Dana, a black novelist who lives in California, 1978, and is unwillingly transported back to a pre-Civil War Maryland Plantation. This brief synopsis is already probably enough to make you squirm. I was unsure what I was in for going into this, but I'm glad I read it. The brutality …

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