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Thursday, February 7, 2008

Talked to Ola and she says “April.”
Talked to my neighbor from Topsham. He had not called to tell me my house had fallen down, he had called to say hi and sorry for being a jerk a while ago. I forgave him.
My car, the one that was broken, that I gave away? Apparently it’s okay […]

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writing, freezing, watching

Monday, October 29, 2007

I got a whole new outlook on garbage, mine in particular, when I had to carry it to the dump myself. In my own car, with my own hands, etc. I feel the same about the leaf explosion that is so popular around here. I love it, same as everyone, but the leaves in my […]

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I would have written, but

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Tom Robbins once dedicated one of his books — Still Life With Woodpecker, says Google Books — “to everybody whose letters I haven’t answered” which I always thought was an oddly hopeful phrase. This was back when I thought Tom Robbins was the original redheaded truth-teller and well before I saw him speak at […]

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Back from the conference, back from the post office

Saturday, May 5, 2007

I got back from the MLA conference and my little write-up is here. I gave a talk that went well, and I got to see a bunch of friends that I don’t see nearly enough.
Just recently, however, I got back from the post office. I had a few little packages, two postcards, some frequent […]

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