CHAPTER 1 “Run!” someone shouted, but it didn’t need saying. The violent shriek of contorting tires on hot summer pavement and the menacing red glow of brake lights was enough…
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Unlike their readers, old books never need die. Leastwise not in the inevitable and fleeting way that we’ve come to regard our own mortality. With proper care they might outlive…
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Once upon a midnight dreary, lying stuffed with Christmas cheery, Of the many a sweet and salty festive treat I did explore – While dreaming dreams of gift unwrapping, suddenly…
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Just when I thought I was out…they pull me back in. The books, magazines and newspapers that is. I don’t want them, I don’t need them, I try to resist…
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To sleep, perchance to dream. Chea right! There is nothing at all unusual about insomnia in an old guy and I wouldn’t suggest that I’m unique in this respect but I’ve…
I know precisely where my innocence is buried. The latitude and longitude, the Google Map coordinates, the Zillow Zestimate, the length, breadth and depth of the grave. 10416 Durness Dr,…
I spent last Sunday evening standing on queue with a bunch of doppelgangers. Men in their fifties and sixties with grey heads, grey beards and glasses, each one carrying some…
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Among the spoils of a recent haul of old books was a quaint little volume first published in 1959 called What will I be from A to Z, written by…
There once was a young boy named Jimmy who across his dark room saw a shimmy As the shimmy drew near him a sensation gripped young Jim Cried poor Jimmy,…
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I have already chronicled the peculiar joy-cum-horror that is a Goodwill Outlet store in my previous entry, A Dirty Habit Revealed found here, so I won’t elaborate on the experience,…
Depression is a sinister identity thief that seeps into every aspect of your life, striving to remove the person you were born and leave behind a hollowed and withered shell….
Those Brigadoon memories of a long gone community that went by the name of Carrollton are beginning to evaporate. Those vivid, brilliant visions of summer nights and streetlights and wanderings…