The slow fade.
When words fail me altogether, well, I suppose that means something. I suppose I even know what.
posted by Dr. S at 11:59 PM
Sunday, November 12, 2006
When words fail me altogether, well, I suppose that means something. I suppose I even know what.
About Me
- Name: Dr. S
- Location: Gambier, Ohio, United States
Annie Dillard could have been writing about me when she said (of herself), "I like the slants of light; I'm a collector." Or Willem de Kooning: "I'm like a slipping glimpser." And don't forget Brenda Ueland: "I learned that you should feel when writing, not like Lord Byron on a mountain top, but like a child stringing beads in kindergarten--happy, absorbed and quietly putting one bead on after another." But the Beastie Boys might have said it best: "When it comes to panache, I can't be beat." There's a reason I wear a ring that says Badass.
Back
- Thinking space.
- Oh, did you want to hear about it?
- How I learned to love the fall.
- What is the plural of menagerie?
- Watching and waiting.
- It is that eve again: don't forget to vote.
- Another world's larger fires.
- My world's small fires.
- So...tired...
- The quality of this afternoon's light.
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