Tag: memory
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The Experience of Art
Once, a number of years ago, a young woman I knew vaguely through a mutual friend told me that, for her, art always soured after explanation.
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After Listening to My Father Read Aloud One of My Stories
He read the way I’d heard him read aloud from the Letters of Paul, books of the Old Testament. He’d been a lector at church for years; had also spoken in courtrooms, before judges and opposing council, on behalf of clients (I was one, once upon a time); over the public address at Ryan Field, Wapakoneta’s high…
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It’s Personal: Some Provisional Insight into Creating Fictional Characters through Research
My character Tim is lonely like I imagine my old friend was lonely all those months he spent working for a lumber company, getting on planes and flying across the country.
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Calling though It’s Very Late
I’m a grown man. Married. My wife and I own our home, the cars we drive, and several insurance policies we’ve had drawn up to protect our investments. I own three suits, a blazer I hardly wear, two expensive pairs of brown shoes and one excellent pair of black spit-shined dress shoes. I enjoy the…
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Quitter – Part 1
Ever looked at an old photograph of yourself and seen someone you didn’t recognize? I don’t have handy that particular photo of myself, but it’s so clear in mind it might as well be sitting on my desk now, awaiting description: there’s me, shirtless and tub-gutted, standing on rock and pointing at something — or nothing — some ways out on Lake…