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A Writer and a Reader. Friday, June 18, 2010. The Pilgrimage – Part 5. The midnight air was chill when he stumbled away from the Tree. He’d always remember it now. Even though he’d rather forget it. Here, in these unwritten hours, the moon was full. Always darkest before the dawn. He recited clichés to keep him going. None of them felt right. None of them stuck. Someone whispered in his ear. And then he knew, someone always whispered here. There was very little light. He did not just stumble, but her...

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A Writer and a Reader. Friday, June 18, 2010. The Pilgrimage – Part 5. The midnight air was chill when he stumbled away from the Tree. He’d always remember it now. Even though he’d rather forget it. Here, in these unwritten hours, the moon was full. Always darkest before the dawn. He recited clichés to keep him going. None of them felt right. None of them stuck. Someone whispered in his ear. And then he knew, someone always whispered here. There was very little light. He did not just stumble, but her...

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A Writer and a Reader: April 2010

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A Writer and a Reader. Friday, April 23, 2010. Unpublished Fragments From 'The City of Bones'. The City accuses the sky. The fingers of five buildings. At the sky,. The sky silent as a blue-faced baby,. And all the gods without names. At the spires, the skeletal fingers. Now closing, joint. A fist closing, hardening. The fetal sky heaves. The Ladies are singing. 8216; Bring us the pathetic. The teeming diseased masses. Bring us the filthy. The depraved, the worthless, the broken. This is my resignation.

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A Writer and a Reader: July 2009

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A Writer and a Reader. Friday, July 24, 2009. Too Much, Not Enough. The world is too much with us…. I am suffering from a failure of imagination. A lack of words. An inability to see the prettiness surrounding me. I don’t want to see it, I'm starting to doubt that it’s there. I know the world well enough. Right now, the world is too ugly for me. For this, for everything, we are out of tune…. Oh, you don’t need to know why. Just things. I’ll say. It’s just stuff, nothing really. Every time I write, it&#82...

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A Writer and a Reader: The Pilgrimage

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A Writer and a Reader. Friday, May 7, 2010. The whole world stayed quiet. Some thought it was the universe saying a silent prayer for their journey. Others thought it proof that they truly were damned. The few that walked alone didn’t think anything of it at all. The sound of horse hooves and rolling wagon wheels traveled down the mountainside. Shoes scraping against the endless pebbles of the road signalled someone passing or being passed. He was so tired of walking. There, the heavens would never again...

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A Writer and a Reader: November 2009

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A Writer and a Reader. Friday, November 27, 2009. Be Still, My Beating Heart. The tragic truth was, they got it all wrong. It’s not “all you need is love,” and it never was. People need a lot more than love. They need to eat and drink. They need shelter when it’s cold, and shade when it’s hot. They need adequate immune systems and properly working biological systems. It was way too far gone. 8220;What were we to do? 8221; their governments and their scientists said. “We only have so many resour...As year...

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A Writer and a Reader: The Pilgrimage – Soliloquy #1: Forbidden Fruit

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A Writer and a Reader. Wednesday, June 16, 2010. The Pilgrimage – Soliloquy #1: Forbidden Fruit. Is this one special too? We are watching. He is special. What will he do? What is different about him? Is he dreaming again? Does he know yet? He will never know. The Bitches have robbed him of that. He wants to die. Look at him roll in discomfort! I want to taste him. WRETCH. You know you can’t! You know that’s against the rules. Put your hunger in your eyes, and let him see it. But if you so m...She knows&#...

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Confessions of a Closet Optimist: March 2010

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Confessions of a Closet Optimist. Play in the rain. Wednesday, March 31, 2010. Windows, Mirrors, and Doors. There is an old saying, that we are judged by the company we keep. If true, I tell you, I must be a saint. For my company is nothing short of divine. Even knowing all that, I’ve never been able to shake the importance of March 28th. 8220;When God closes a door, he opens a window.”. Part One – Windows. 8221; “ What did you get up to? With that pre-disposition I know it must sound odd that prior to m...

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Confessions of a Closet Optimist: July 2010

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Confessions of a Closet Optimist. Play in the rain. Sunday, July 25, 2010. The children were unharmed. Police and an ambulance arrived shortly after, but nothing could be done. The woman died at the scene. After the paramedics had assessed her and reassured her that there were no other casualties, she was overcome with a sense of calm. Then, as she drew her final breaths, witnesses at the scene reported that she whispered “thank you.”. Tuesday, July 13, 2010. It’s an impressive theory, helping us t...

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Confessions of a Closet Optimist: "Just Believe."

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Confessions of a Closet Optimist. Play in the rain. Sunday, August 29, 2010. We are a culture defined by “you are good enough.”. A thousand times a day, we are exposed to words in quotation marks. “Be the change that you want to see in the world.” “You are worth it.” “.Because you are worth it.” “You’re perfect just the way you are.” “She really loves you if she swallows.”. We are a society of clichés. And there is a hidden falsity here that is tragic. To be clear: We are not defined as a society that fi...

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Confessions of a Closet Optimist: Stepping out of Shadows

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Confessions of a Closet Optimist. Play in the rain. Saturday, September 18, 2010. Stepping out of Shadows. We all have vices. Personally, my favourite one is greed. Or perhaps envy. I was never really clear on the details. All I know is that I covet my neighbour’s everything. Somewhere, deep down behind all of that shame (and resultant fear), is the real me. Underneath it. As anyone who’s been my friend over the past months (read: years (read: intimate friend) knows that I’ve been working to ...But I kno...

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Confessions of a Closet Optimist: May 2010

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Confessions of a Closet Optimist. Play in the rain. Saturday, May 8, 2010. I Choose Laughter in the Wind. One of the best strategies of a defence lawyer, the Hollywood television shows teach us, is to put forward all of your bad feet. Tell the court all of your case’s worst parts – that way you can defend it best. If instead you hide them, that gives the prosecutor a chance to bring them up. And if they do, they’ll paint it as much, much worse. I have always believed in the power of transparency. And so,...

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Confessions of a Closet Optimist: February 2010

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Confessions of a Closet Optimist. Play in the rain. Sunday, February 14, 2010. Was there anything else on your mind? No other holiday is really like that. We don't hear, on Father's Day, passionate claims to Bastard's Awareness Day. Perhaps that is too derogatory. How about a Halloween change-up for those who don't feel like trick-or-treating? Enjoy the Skin You're In Day, or Healthy Eater's Awareness Day. Does one need to have someone in their sights before they can appreciate and rejoice in the power o...

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Confessions of a Closet Optimist: A Midnight Missive

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Confessions of a Closet Optimist. Play in the rain. Thursday, August 19, 2010. If I’m wrong, and there is a God, I’m going to tell Him about you. Love, I’m going to pull up a chair and tell Him about you. We’ll talk until the sun goes down, or up, or whatever the sun does in heaven, while I tell Him about how you were the only one I would have crossed oceans for. How my life was altered when I met you. How my being was vindicated by your welcome. I’ll talk about how you sometimes didn’t belie...For me wr...

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Confessions of a Closet Optimist: December 2009

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Confessions of a Closet Optimist. Play in the rain. Wednesday, December 30, 2009. Resolutioning is, of course, an art. How can it be any surprise, then, that a good resolution is no different? It is, perhaps, one of the hardest art forms. Simultaneously, it is a private letter written with the most pertinent of passions and a public gift given to sate the most important of wants - all addressed to the self. And, as if the. Of such a thing was not difficult enough,. I am certain we are up to the task.

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Confessions of a Closet Optimist: August 2010

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Confessions of a Closet Optimist. Play in the rain. Sunday, August 29, 2010. We are a culture defined by “you are good enough.”. A thousand times a day, we are exposed to words in quotation marks. “Be the change that you want to see in the world.” “You are worth it.” “.Because you are worth it.” “You’re perfect just the way you are.” “She really loves you if she swallows.”. We are a society of clichés. And there is a hidden falsity here that is tragic. To be clear: We are not defined as a society that fi...

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