I bastardized an historical fiction today. I adulterated the ism, the -isy, the science of retelling. Yeah, I added invented dialogue to assumed events. Events I was convinced of, Events that are unlikely, Events that have been censored. But I couldn’t resist – the book was so dull, and the evidence is so scarce, and…
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Happy You Near
I used to think I knew enough, ‘Lastly’ had a meaning I could feel. Success : I have to find it here myself, the kind seen only from a distance— how we smashed out golden from the shell, a snake from the egg of youth, between home and school, slipped out of the 1st skin…