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It's Nelly's World: The Mary Files
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I just feed her in it). Tuesday, March 5, 2013. I have been waiting for the day my master’s degree in literature would return me something. So far the wait has been very, very long. But still one hopes, unless one is dead. The degree cost me ten thousand dollars and the worst year of my life. At the end, a hundred students—my compatriots—would flow outdoors, and disappear. They vanished into the molecules of breeze that animated in slow motion the leaves of the ancient trees. Those were the days when boo...
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It's Nelly's World: May 2013
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I just feed her in it). Wednesday, May 22, 2013. Last week, we celebrated Endangered Species Day. (Or you know what I mean: not. A whole lot of celebrating going on.) In its honor, I wrote about. A new book that is both important and a masterpiece of absurdism- an amazing. Feat perhaps only attainable when confronting the subject of man's. Relationship to the rest of creation. Here's my review, which appeared in slightly different form in. Happy Endangered Species Day! In which eminent scientists posit t...
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It's Nelly's World: September 2012
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I just feed her in it). Saturday, September 8, 2012. One of these mines, known as the Widow Jane, is both forgotten and found. Its new use is to transport those who enter: they stand dumbstruck by its enormous mystery. In the cavern lighted by luminaria whose reflections danced yellowly on the water that stretched back into the darkness three-quarters of a mile, a stage was set. The place for an ancient rite of some sort- a marriage, a meeting, a prayer. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Dress Like an Akronite!
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It's Nelly's World: August 2012
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I just feed her in it). Monday, August 20, 2012. So here's some of what I've been doing in the past couple of months, apart from my usual occupations of fretting, riding too little, and walking the wee beastie in the woods, where we encounter all sorts of magic, every time. The publication of this p. Ostensibly a book review but also an essay (I did not write the incendiary head, by the way, because it does not reflect my beliefs, which are, basically, do. Get married, but don't. Grief; it is. Dogs Deser...
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It's Nelly's World: A World
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I just feed her in it). Tuesday, June 18, 2013. Last summer- how can it already be that long ago? I traveled to the National. And of what nation do we speak? This is the unexpurgated version of a piece that appeared in. And these are two of my favorite photos taken by my pal Joe Sokohl; used here by kind permission. Now, excuse me while I go pack to go to another rally. Through it also; air is its heart. Annual national rally of those who ride the motorcycle conceived in 1920 by three World War I veteran...
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It's Nelly's World: October 2012
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I just feed her in it). Monday, October 22, 2012. To get to 1928 from my house, I discover, all I have to do is drive two and a half hours west-southwest. After turning in at the driveway of the Skytop Lodge, from a deeply shaded road through the lonely forests of Pennsylvania’s Pocono Mountains, nearly a century drops away while attaining the final hundred feet of altitude on the climb to the mountaintop hotel. Not as much as the modern-day luxury spa, of course. In keeping with a general theme of tradi...
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It's Nelly's World: October 2013
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I just feed her in it). Monday, October 14, 2013. This is not the way to do this. When there are no words. When loss, like the centrifugal carnival ride with the floor that suddenly drops away, pins you helpless against the wall. You hang there, wondering only when you will fall. When the world stops spinning, I suppose. This ride, and this company. Only we waited one day too long. First, one message: Call me. It's about John. Next, another message: Is it true, what I read? Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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It's Nelly's World: March 2013
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I just feed her in it). Tuesday, March 5, 2013. I have been waiting for the day my master’s degree in literature would return me something. So far the wait has been very, very long. But still one hopes, unless one is dead. The degree cost me ten thousand dollars and the worst year of my life. At the end, a hundred students—my compatriots—would flow outdoors, and disappear. They vanished into the molecules of breeze that animated in slow motion the leaves of the ancient trees. Those were the days when boo...
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It's Nelly's World: Preserves
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I just feed her in it). Tuesday, July 30, 2013. I can’t count the things I love about Ohio, or this corner of Ohio: it is literally a part of me. I revisit memories by going to the places at which they occurred; when those places are no longer there, I turn away, anger and sorrow admixed. They tore it down several years ago (its look of naïve hope not up to the stresses of twenty-first-century commerce) and its replacement looks aggressively vulgar to me. I wonder what had been on that spot that he.
