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“…in which strongly-felt ethical and altruistic impulses are perpetually warring with extreme sexual longings, often of a perverse nature. Acts of exhibitionism, voyeurism, fetishism, auto-eroticism…are plentiful.”Recently, Tony has begun seeing a therapist. This is not in and of itself a … Continue reading →

And here’s the proof: “You remember too much,my mother said to me recently.Why hold on to all that? And I said,Where can I put it down?” “Perhaps the hardest thing about losing a lover isto watch the year repeat its … Continue reading →

The point is to quickly tell you what you need to know. It is like good poetry; it distils meaning into the smallest possible number of words. Tony will help you put me in the proper place on the shelf.

Trying to decide who Tony would be, reading blogs, and drinking coffee. I found this at onepotmeal.com and decided there was nothing more to say: “If fiction and memoir got in a fight, memoir would land a few shocking blows, … Continue reading →

Today I had to produce. From the moment I awoke, time (from a crawl to a run) was after me. And so I just wrote. And I showered. And I wrote some more. In five hours I had to complete … Continue reading →

At least that is what she says. I don’t know if I’ll let her get away with such humility, but we’ll see. “What about the cats?” Tony interjects. “Well, you have to put them in perspective with everything else like … Continue reading →

That may be all I need.Early dawning,all pleasures and all pains, remembering. It is the grave of Jesus, where he lay.It’s just a restless feeling by my side,come and rest your bones with me. Clouds are shrouding us in moments … Continue reading →

I’m playing chess against the computer and losing. The Pope died this afternoon, much to the joy of the media.If it happened yesterday I would have felt relieved; today it is simply a headline. The laundry is being washed without … Continue reading →

Pastiche: 1. A dramatic, literary, or musical piece openly imitating the previous works of other artists. 2. A pasticcio of incongruous parts; a hodgepodge. Literary allusions, academic quotes, and musical sampling are all accepted practices. Pastiche is nothing more than … Continue reading →

Sitting among the stacks of old books, counting the bricks or the wall,searching the spaces for a little recognition.You know the routine.What will they say when I’m gone? It isn’t depression, or a craving to end the pain. Just afraidthat … Continue reading →