Clear. 50° F. Blue skies.
I’m flowing down I-95 S.
I lower the windows and rest my arm on the door frame.
The gusts fill the cabin. November chill.
70s on 7 is spinning Neil Sedaka and Bad Blood.
Doo-ron, doo-ron, di di, dit, do-ron-ron
To hell with these nonsensical lyrics. I plug my own.
I do what I want to do.
I hear want I want to hear.
I See. Thank God I can See.
Good Blood. Good Blood. Good Blood.
And the brain train starts to pull,
the steel couplers snap between the rail cars,
the words begin to slide down the rails.
And here they come. [Read more…]
TRUTH. In a second.
He’s the spark for this share. Greg Cowles, editor of the NY Times Book Review, reviews Mary Karr’s new book The Art of Memoir. One sentence in his review (also titled The Art of Memoir) summarizes his thoughts on the book:
It is not, alas, a very good book. Repetitive, unorganized, unsure of its audience or tone, it can’t decide whether it wants to be a how-to guide or a work of critical analysis.
Here’s my review of the book review in fewer words: BAH!
Now on to the Truth, our Truth, Truth for anyone seeking mastery of anything – with the most illuminating excerpt from Karr’s new book.
Mother Whale and Mother Dolphin with babies
Credit: Gif Source – gifak.net
Source: sizvideos.com (Kingfisher diving underwater to catch fish in slow motion)