The Bells of Doors that Don’t Swing Wide


This line from an Aimee Mann song can apply to a lot of things, but it works quite well with writing, too: “It must be hard, ringing the bells of doors that don’t swing wide / Anymore.” It’s probably a bit off some ideal brand for writers to be a bit dismayed by a culture in which reading is not quite as ubiquitous a form of diversion/learning as it once was. It is of course still distinct in the way that it requires a person to utilize his or her own mind to bring a work to life (like some far grander “Frankenstein”), but though being on some bigger platform in which one writes to entertain and make people think was hardly ever something that could be easily done by just anybody, the door of longer-form reading in general has gotten smaller. There’s just so many passive forms of diversion.

And yeah, that makes long-form writing (even if only in something shorter meaning something not so simple) a bit hard — not that you just give up because of that. But as it is with life itself, it’s strange to pretend otherwise — that it’s not at least a bit hard.


The Cold II: If It’s Something to be Proud of, Like It Yourself


People are busy and not always able to make time to read as much as they might like — which doesn’t always quite bode well for a blog post. There are always many that nobody ever reads, let alone likes. If you’re the author of a post that you put a bit of your heart into, and if likes mean something to you (they certainly don’t have to),  like it yourself. Continue reading “The Cold II: If It’s Something to be Proud of, Like It Yourself”

In Their Nicest Clothes

Their new haircut or hairdo doesn’t need much work. A few tussles and … there, good. Now there’s the outfit they have picked out — a nice suit, a dress, a kilt. Whatever it is, to them it’s the regalia of someone who is very much alive. Wearing these clothes, they walk purposefully around their house, their room, or if they’re lucky, their neighborhood — if only the porch — and there, they wait.

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