Addendum to light nights. windows up dashboard lights dimmed— it’s darker out there
light nights
August 24, 2005
at the four-way stop, i look to my right and see the other road a paler shade of black in the light of the half-moon. i turn northwest and the woods come close to the road and it is the old familiar sight of the road, my headlights, and the night. i come to another [...]
Planning
August 17, 2005
A kitchen table. On it, a Delormes’ Montana Atlas and Gazetteer, a Yellowstone National Park guidebook, two cans of Leinenkugel’s Original, a piece of paper, an orchid. Sitting at the table are two guys. One has a pencil in his hand, which is poised over the paper, where he has already drawn nine squares, one [...]
“Looking at the sky…”
August 16, 2005
“And, I’ll stop writing songs stop scratching out lines I won’t have to think and it won’t have to rhyme.” ~ Low, When I Go Deaf
What I am Doing is What I am Doing
August 12, 2005
The last essay that I posted (There.) was the hardest thing I’ve posted. Maybe the hardest thing I’ve written. There is a difference. Like I said, I wrote it for myself. It was something I had to do at a specific time, when I was still drowning in the experience and I didn’t want to [...]
There.
August 11, 2005
I wrote this yesterday and it was therapeutic but posting it would have been too much. That’s what I need to do now. I don’t want to write about it because I don’t want to remember it, but I think maybe I need to. I believe in writing so I’ll just write. Start from the [...]