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On Creating People…

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I’m going along, revising my book, my latest little book, by changing all the “stopped” and “plodded” to “stops”and “plods” and I hear these words, all these things my characters are saying to each other, the words that fly between them that I think I really only have some marginal responsibility for and mostly just kind of exist on their own, and I think:

Yes, I am glad you two exist.

(And I am glad I will spend years with you, writing the rest of your story.)

And I don’t really feel they are my creations anymore at all. They simply are. And now I will follow them, write down what they do.

It’s a bit like those other people, the ones who live in my house and kind of look like me.

It’s strange to look at them and just marvel:

You are people, all in your own right and such.

Yes, I just marvel at it all.

New(ish) Novel Available

It occurred to me yesterday that I never made a complete, edited version of my 2013 NaNoWriMo novel available on the site.

That story, retitled Right of Salvageis now posted under novels. I have not and probably won’t be making it available through Lulu or Amazon, but may post eReader-friendly versions if there’s any demand for that sort of thing at all.

Thanks and enjoy!

Here They Come…

See, this is why I’m not a good blogger.

I went about a month without posting anything here and now I’m getting ready to dump three different things on the web at once.

My process is just too irregular. Ideas come in strange surges at unexpected times. That’s just the way my brain works, I guess, and there’s no point fighting it.

I used to make all sorts of resolutions and pledges to myself–like quitting video games all together, which was sheer madness–because I figured it would make me more productive, but I think I’m finally accepting my process for what it is.

Sometimes the field has to lay fallow for a time, but it will always yield a crop again in the future…in its own time.

So, strap yourselves in. Multiple writings inbound!

A last parenthetical disclaimer, though: I’m still working (and will be for the foreseeable future) on my big literary project (destined to be somewhere in the neighborhood of ten novels) and I’m holding back any serious poetry for possible publication (look for me in Corner Club Press and Arsenic Lobster in the coming weeks) so I’m posting mostly fluff and lighter fare. Sorry for those of you who wanted to be depressed, but you could always go read this. (Get it, the paragraph was loaded with parentheticals while being simultaneously parenthetical to the main post. I’m a genius, right!)


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we’ve been burned out

the city you knew
a bruise in history
broken capillaries
speaking to discreet and private calamities
ripe for forgetting

it’s horrifying, creation

atoms in the asphalt buzz
and we shutter up the windows
board the doors
keep the disharmonies out
pray quietly
for another hour