When I showed up at the wrong building the construction workers were at first confused and then pointed a mile away back to the east side, Detroit Stokers building and not much more than that. Race across town. Five minutes late. I scrambled from the car, already ten minutes late. Which door? Which door? Take…
Writing Group 3-30 https://nycmidnight.com –How to write a script. There are things left unsaid and things that shouldn’t be said. Aloud. “Are you sure you want that ice cream?” “Why did you ignore me all those years?” “That hat looks ridiculous on you.” And there then there are the things said that are better left…
Fur Elise The leaf red fell down and joined the others. The squirrel chattered into the wind and found no help to be had. A glaze of water coated the tree and ground, and I was sitting on the porch, wrapped in a thick blanket in the rocking chair watching it all go down. I…
Stand on stage. If I could have a stage I would want to make people laugh. Tell jokes and relate stories that heal and inspire. Reach out and connect the audience in a golden woven cocoon of imagination and memory and take them on a ride through trials of humanity so endearing and engrossing that…
Can’t see left of her Can’t see within Can’t seem to understand Where to begin Well put together Falling apart Scared of everything No courage in her heart One eye for the magazine One eye fixed within Can’t see inside me My patience wearing thin
