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November 4, 2009
- The town Robert Louis Stevenson nearly burned down (wondered if the moss hanging off live oak trees burned, so took a match and . . . ), that Clark Ashton Smith and Steinbeck wrote in. . .Pacific Grove, California . . . could be without a library. There's a parcel tax on yesterday's ballot to keep the library going. Nancy's on the library board, works hard like others, hours of calls to get ...
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October 29, 2009
- October 29, 2009 The Book on the Shelf I love to read; my bookshelves are crammed tight. However, there is one book that I avoided even glancing at, even though I had several copies. My first copy was given to me by a nice neighbor lady when I was very young. Another copy was given to me when I was baptized and another when I married. I even received a large copy that was ...
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October 28, 2009
- Shalloween? What we think is shallowJust may be a gallowDon’t fall asleep on a true meaning so deepConsider the Eve of All HallowsHuman discernment unkeenHistoric and modern attrocities unseenYet in naïve merriment still they sayHere comes the “ween”Ten thirty oneMerry and mirthScary and fun. http://bit.ly/1AAQdB www.twitter.com/questfortruth
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October 28, 2009
- Talll, gaunt man in coveralls, plaid shirt, hat pulled down low, walks on. Same Actor who plays Christopher Marlowe, but the opposite of Marlowe's ``dandyism.'' Behind him, lettuce fields, wind blowing.MAN IN COVERALLS: John Steinbeck got a call one day from his hometown – Salinas . . . California . . . It's, it's 1938, or around then and he's in a little cottage . . . twenty miles away on ...
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October 27, 2009
October 26, 2009
- You are invisible. I see this on my messenger window. I don’t feel invisible. It seems like I am there and can be seen by everyone, everyone who has me on their list. People I have known over the years. New arrivals I have discouraged. I am tired.The scent of dew-dripping flowers makes me cringe for I know that one day they will be crushed. Essence, they say. It will be bottled for posterity, ...
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October 20, 2009
- I would say my life is boring, yet hectic, alive--yet dead at the same time. I make promises to myself and most of the time I have those ideas and insprations shot down with my metaphorical shot gun. I even entered the NaNoWriMo Writing contest that begins next month. The goal is to write a 50,000 word piece of fiction by midnight on Novemeber 30th. I am now having second thoughts-- ...
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October 17, 2009
- ``The last time they blew in that direction,'' the Captain said, staring up a pole at several nautical flags, ``we had that terrible earthquake up the coast.'' ``Are you saying we should expect an earthquake?'' ``I'm simply telling you,'' he said, ``that the last time the wind . . . ''I had – twenty years ago yesterday – driven into the little California harbor town of Moss Landing. The ...
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October 17, 2009
- My trainer, John, is married to a gorgeous ex-model who knows how to cook, which might be why John talks more about food than almost anyone I've ever met. "She made a roast chicken stuffed with lots of garlic last night, and it was awesome," he told me. "So I'm rather pungent today."He was. He reeked of garlic. It wafted from his pores and through the air to where I stood ...
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October 16, 2009
- Odd how these things happen. Wednesday I came across a youtube video by Simon Morris, ``The Literary Tourist: John Steinbeck's California,'' '' on Steinbeck and Cannery Row in Monterey, California.It includes a moving interview of Kalisa Moore who, as a restauranteur and indomitable free spirit, has often been connected with Steinbeck and the Row, though she had only one encounter with the ...
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