Category Archives: Writing

The Stories In the Wine, Part III.

See “Stories in the Wine,” and “Stories in the Wine, Part II.” Jenna switched the channel yet again. CNN to MSNBC to the broadcast networks, cycling through them obsessively. The only one she skipped was Fox News, out of habit … Continue reading

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We’ll see how this goes.

I have decided to rewrite my NaNoWriMo project. (If nothing else, this gives me a plausible reason to hang out in Starbucks, like I did during November.) I think the scenario I have laid out raises some interesting questions* that … Continue reading

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Done!

    November is National Novel Writing Month. Individuals pledge to write a 50,000 word novel in thirty days. Election (yes, I know it’s not a new title but you can’t copyright a title) is about a woman who talks … Continue reading

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Whiny, navel-gazing post of the month.

I have been re-reading a bunch of my posts. I think I have a “voice,” but I also think the voice tends to be over-serious, humorless, and somewhat presumptuous. I know there are political blogs out there, and personal blogs … Continue reading

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The stories in the wine, II

[The Stories in the Wine, here.] (The Rocket Scientist and I went on a Segway tour of Healdsburg a few weeks back, and brought back a couple of bottles of wine, and here are their stories.  Maybe because it is … Continue reading

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The stories in the wine.

In Lisbon, there is a Institute of Port Wine ( Instituto do Vinho do Porto).  You can sit in comfortable chairs and taste different types or ports — drinking glasses of ports that are far more expensive than what you could … Continue reading

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One of my stories.

“We were somewhere outside of Barstow on the edge of the desert when the drugs began to take hold.”  This is the opening line of Hunter S. Thompson’s Gonzo journalism epic, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas.  What is the … Continue reading

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