Bluer than Blue and Rounder than Round
Writing the needs of the changing age from an Olympian perspective.
I. Anyone want to tell us what Danse Russe means in English? !Russian dance! Someone else. . . But, I just said it: Russian dance. . . . Someone, anyone? But I already said it, H.K.! He already said it!! the chorus of co- eds chanted in unison They never answer. They …
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Until last year, I had never had the courage to attempt writing stories; the form, the economy of the short story scared me off. Then at age 35 I said, Here goes nothing. I had thought that I could write a novel before I knew that I could write a story—a sprawling thing with no …
My dears, there’s no substitute for instinct. And it is by instinct alone, or perhaps by intuition and the guidance of a greater self than me, which led me on my expedition. What did I expect to find among the dunes of that remote desert? What I found is what I had determined to find, …
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Bluer than Blue and Rounder than Round 