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A new DD (available also on YouTube)
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I'm ecstatic to say that my latest prose earned a DD!
My great thanks to JessaMar for the feature!
Also, I posted this story on reddit (for better or for worse), and it was quickly picked up and read by Operation Insomnia on YouTube. I had no input on the artwork, but I think he did a pretty good job considering the topic of the story.
Thanks to everyone for the congrats and comments!
A Death You Can't RhymeI didn't feel any trepidation about visiting my half-brother until I got off the Interstate. I had been fine on the flight from New York to Tampa, relaxed at the rental car agency, and even delighted driving downtown by the city skyline. But as I passed by all the eastern suburbs and got off the exit for Ruskin and headed east, I got a feeling way down in my stomach that was either caused by emotion or by cilantro. I hadn't had any of the latter in quite some time.
Motoring through the retirement community of Sun City was pleasant enough, and it still made me feel like I was near to modern civilization. But once I got past that, and then the small town of Wimauma, civilization began thin out in a hurry. I drove on another little while and passed through a town called Fort Lonesome that, as far as I know, only consists of a convenience store and an electrical substation. "There is truth in advertising," I thought to myself.
Not long after that I cross
My great thanks to JessaMar for the feature!
Also, I posted this story on reddit (for better or for worse), and it was quickly picked up and read by Operation Insomnia on YouTube. I had no input on the artwork, but I think he did a pretty good job considering the topic of the story.
Thanks to everyone for the congrats and comments!
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I got a Daily Deviation!
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So, I hadn't logged in for a few days... and when I did *BAM* I had a DD from the 13th!!
I'm quite grateful as I hadn't had time to write much in the last few years, and "fresh cut connectivity" was my favorite piece of all those I'd written lately.
I'm quite grateful as I hadn't had time to write much in the last few years, and "fresh cut connectivity" was my favorite piece of all those I'd written lately.
fresh cut connectivitythe telephone wires wish
they still sent telegraphs
touching far cities
through newly strung copper
riding up on fresh cut pine poles
dots and dashes brought to life
electric pulses beating a rhythm
lancing the far distances
received by a quick attentive ear
one anticipated letter after another
the interstates often reminisce
about the days they were tasked
with the conveyance of white-wall tired
softly sprung, eight-cylinder cars
like Packard DeSoto Nash
gliding on the belief that
Made in America was infallible
and the future held nothing but
blue skied family vacations
traveled along Ike's network
and now the end user dreams
of the fingertip connections
made in milliseconds to places
their grandparents only saw in
textbooks or in war-time service
electronic pulses eating their
demographics to be received
by the quickest marketer
selling infallibility to the masses
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my best friend...
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My lovely boy...
The consumer of my time and sleep...
My best friend...
He who I cannot live without...
(yeah, and the cat's not bad either)
The consumer of my time and sleep...
My best friend...
He who I cannot live without...
(yeah, and the cat's not bad either)
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The little guy is 2 1/2 now... and here he is in his Halloween costume.
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Yep, 16 months
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Don't ask me where the time has gone... for surely it has blown through me as much as it has blown by me...
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