Posts Tagged reading

The Middle of the Story

Sometimes, when you’re a kid, things don’t make sense, but you try to force them to. You pick up the scattered pieces and move forward as best you can. But the pieces that got lost along the way leave gaps that can’t be filled. Read the rest of this entry »

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Pure Madness

Though some of you might disagree, the following is not a self-portrait; it was inspired by a Catherine Ryan Hyde novel. I was only recently made aware of Ms. Hyde, and two of three books of hers I’ve read are, in my opinion, outstanding. If you like to read, get a copy of Funerals For Horses and When You Were Older. Awesome writing and fantastic reading! Read the rest of this entry »

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