On Thursday the 21st I appeared at Lone Star College-Montgomery and said a bunch of interesting things. Thanks to Lone Star and the Montgomery County Literary Arts Council for inviting me!
I also have a pretty journal, a lovely new box of Messes, and ongoing tussles with words....
The Messes We Make of Our Lives is coming soon! So here is an out of context excerpt....
In the Hemingway story “Now I Lay Me,” Nick Adams, wounded and in a hospital, is afraid of the dark and he is afraid of going to sleep—he is afraid of many things. To stay awake and pass the time, he re-fishes all of his favorite streams. I tried that. I tried pulling out everything I had internalized over the years—all the people I had known, everyone who had ever damaged me or helped me or even talked to me, all the places I had been. I tried living—or dying, maybe—like a Hemingway hero, re-fishing not just my favorite and best-loved and best-remembered rivers, but re-driving my favorite streets and roads, too, and re-drinking my favorite bars, and re-listening to all the stories people had told me—re-living all the things that had been a part of me and were all now nothing but me, and I escaped my poor health and my poverty and I got back out on the road, driving in the city, the country, the mountains, driving everywhere, getting away from everything by dropping my Self and becoming everything and everyone.