Scraps of Literacy

Short and long collections of words, with thoughts, stories, complaints and comments nestled in, along with peeking in at what other people are reading and watching.

Tuesday, December 8, 2020

There Can Only Be The Memory

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There comes a time when you realize you cannot recreate a memory, and you should not keep trying. My time came last night. We didn't hav...
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Sunday, November 22, 2020

A Subscription Deferred

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It was while transcribing audio of a long, business-fueled meeting last Saturday night for a Santa Clarita-based journalist who still throws...
Sunday, October 25, 2020

The Windows of New York

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I haven't had time lately to look for my late father in books, particularly ones about New York City or set in New York City. New biogra...
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Thursday, October 22, 2020

The Honey Roasted Peanut Guide to Sesame Sticks

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It started at Dollar Tree. A month, or two months, or three years ago (these last five years have been so very long this year), my sister an...
Monday, October 19, 2020

Double Concentrated Storytelling

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My mother, my sister, and I live in an apartment complex that's directly behind Ralphs supermarket. Across the street from the Montalvo ...
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Saturday, October 17, 2020

A Traveling Name

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My name has been in Saskatoon, Saskatchewan, Canada. Windsor, Ontario Canada. Saint George, Utah. Reno, Nevada. Cedar Rapids, Iowa.  I'v...
Sunday, October 11, 2020

You Age Around It

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For the past few days, I've been watching videos of the Tomorrowland Transit Authority PeopleMover on YouTube. Living in Florida, for so...
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A reader since the age of two; a writer since the age of 11; an obsessive movie buff since 7th grade; passionate about aviation since toddlerhood; vastly interested in the American presidency and the Supreme Court; and an author with his first book, "What If They Lived?", published by BearManor Media (Be a dear and buy a copy), and currently at work on his second book. Am I jumping back and forth in time enough to make your head hurt? This is me, so far. Welcome.
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