In the Car “Watch out!” she screams. I don’t know who’s more panic-stricken, my wife or me. Surely she’s upset; I’ve veered out of the centre of my lane a bit, a bit mind you, not a lot, but Nathalie has a silken voice when she’s content but possesses a loud deaf-inducing trumpet when she’s… Continue reading In the Car
Today is the nicest day of the year. Not “one of the nicest” but without a doubt there is no other day between January 1st and December 31st that will be able to outdo today in the nice, no, splendid, absolutely-blissful-day category. The thermometer says 20 degrees Celsius (68 degrees Fahrenheit) and, looking up earlier upon leaving… Continue reading My pied-à-terre and how I found happiness
VINCENT, MEET MY WIFE! “Honey, Van Gogh didn’t sell any paintings either in his lifetime!” How many times is Vincent Van Gogh invoked when one’s paintings or other works of art don’t sell? It could be you looking in the mirror saying this or, as in my case, mentioning it to my wife. The piece,or… Continue reading Vincent, meet my wife!
You want to be noticed and you are. Not in the way you would wish, no, not in the way you wanted when you had the procedure. Or was it procedures? How many did it take to erase the lines on your face, specifically around your eyes, your mouth, your cheeks and forehead? Yes, you’re ∞
There’s an interesting story to how I wrote the mini-short story “Tickets”. Our Creative Writing teacher, Jim Burke, had asked the group in the previous class to study the physical appearance of someone whom they see at a cafe or at a park, and in describing how they look, try to come up with a… Continue reading Notes on “Tickets”
He’s finally home. She’s excited; there’s a happy glow in her eyes. “Well?” Silence “So…?” “So… you want to know if I bought the tickets.” “And…?” “And you want to know if I got good seats.” “I know there were still some good seats available.” “Right. Did you also know the price of these tickets?… Continue reading Tickets
It’s not often that I get it right. And so quickly. The nervous energy that I wrote about in my first blog, that seemed to make me feel that I was “all thumbs” has significantly been reduced due to two factors. One, the exercise program which I hoped would help has indeed made a difference.… Continue reading Too Many Keys, Part 2