Tag Archives: nonfiction

Why I am not here

Well, you cannot say I have not been busy. I have books to mail; videos to plan, film, edit, and release; and I am posting my autobiography, UnDiaGnosed online piece by piece, partly as a spur to finish it already, and partly as a serial experiment in publishing and distribution over the internet.

fly me. or not.

Looking at the anecdotes posted at tsastatus.net for SEA and SFO sent me diving for a Klonopin.

home is where. no seriously. where is it.

Like most urban dwellers in the US, I am from somewhere else. I have been from somewhere else for as long as I can remember. But what I mean to write about is going home.

ensign

In my dreams soldiers shadows steel-browed and tensile
summon aircraft screeching phallic and armed.

another letter

I want to write letters. Dear Michael. Dear Richard. Dear Patti. I have written the last one already but it is possible to write a thing more than once and sustain the same sort of sense while varying the precise wording each time. We share approximate cultural milieux although different social circles although the two [...]

back.

When I was six nobody knew where Seattle was. That was not at all what I meant to say.

The CEO in my head, or the one that never comes to work.

…it occurred to me that there may be some sort of connection between my ambivalent attitude towards social networking and the difficulty I have keeping up with even the most leisurely schedule I can possibly come up with for myself even though there are many, many things that I want to do before I die…

refraining from content or pointing at weathermen

a car dealership closes on fourteenth street disgusted but clamoring for starry-eyed decorous lechery crisply ushered into red blaring sirened silence. cavernous swell you toss coins excoriated rumors due north northeast duly noted deep chested my heart’s rhythm jumpy since we scrambled ten of us fifty of them the once bustling square in cities tenderfaced [...]

fragment 01

This might not be finished. Or that is I know it is not finished or rather it goes in there somewhere in that thing I keep claiming to be writing but so I thought I’d post it here on my blog just to make sure that no one labors under the illusion that this place [...]

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