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The Long Journey, Part Eight

Posted on April 3, 2014 by ernestwhile

Part One   Part Two   Part Three   Part Four   Part Five   Part Six   Part Seven It was early in the afternoon. I thought about trying to make conversation with the apricot, but how to proceed? Did he have any idea about … Continue reading →

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The Long Journey, Part Seven

Posted on April 1, 2014 by ernestwhile

Part One   Part Two   Part Three   Part Four   Part Five   Part Six The river was delightful if not sublime, and we moved on our bicycles with the current. I had so many questions. The tradecraft alone could have taken all … Continue reading →

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The Long Journey, Part Six

Posted on March 26, 2014 by ernestwhile

Part One   Part Two   Part Three   Part Four   Part Five Moof sat behind the driver and didn’t wear a seat belt. He sat lazily, and I imagined he was waiting for my internal monologue to end, but in truth he … Continue reading →

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The Long Journey, Part Five

Posted on March 21, 2014 by ernestwhile

Part One     Part Two     Part Three     Part Four Moof Curtis settled down and pulled out a pen, then an envelope. He scribbled for a while and then slid it across to me. It was like walking down Sixth Avenue when … Continue reading →

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The Long Journey

Posted on March 10, 2014 by ernestwhile

The company took human resources very seriously. That is to say, the company employed humans, considered them resources, and valued them seriously. When one of their resources was underproductive, or worse: productive in a way that was not predictive; they … Continue reading →

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The Graven Trust

Posted on February 21, 2014 by ernestwhile

The boy took steps lacking in trepidation, except concerning his balance. Moving from pole to pole, his gaze rooted to the negative valley of the lumpy canvas and cotton mass in the corner of the transit, he was not yet … Continue reading →

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And Then There’s That Right There Then

Posted on January 8, 2014 by ernestwhile

I have been taking baby steps toward including my family. How do you do this with sufficient obscurity? “Thinking about you, wondering what you’re up to..” Deflecting the questions with yeah, boring, what’s going on with YOU because everyone loves … Continue reading →

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Preparing for the Show

Posted on December 12, 2013 by ernestwhile

The theater is empty. Large but not vast, not quite yet discarded in the American rush to the lowest common denominator, it sits as regally as it can when it’s alone. Since more than half of its volume is dedicated … Continue reading →

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The Blessed Day

Posted on November 17, 2013 by ernestwhile

My daughter was getting married. I suppose it was the happiest day of my life, succeeding my own marriage, and then my second marriage. My own baby girl, who had worshipped me, hated me, idolized me, and tolerated me, was … Continue reading →

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Expectations of Halloween

Posted on November 3, 2013 by ernestwhile

I have always known Halloween was special to me, known it in my bones. The ancient Celtic festival of Samhain, the new year, the change from a time of harvest and plenty to the dark and careful winter when the … Continue reading →

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