Make a Memory
2014-10-15
I’ll ask this question a lot in coming weeks:
What would you do to Make a Memory?
Or maybe I need to ask it a different way. You tell me, Dear Reader.Continue Reading
I Died Today. Remember Me.
2014-10-11
I always came to in the same New Orleans drinking place, my journal adrift in a puddle of stale booze. I couldn’t recall what happened on those pages. A record of another failed assignment, the words faded before I could capture them. Fleeting images on stained paper, encased in leather. I colored in a few words here and there, before they vanished. Became nothing. A palimpsest of another job already forgotten.Continue Reading