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Tag Archives: metaphysical
Letters and passageways (4): Cathar country
This is a series of rewritten journal entries from the summer I spent in the south of France, the first entry here. Allanah and Gregory seem to me a bit bats. It’s more Allanah with her self-taught fortune telling, Gregory’s … Continue reading →
Posted in Memoir, travel, writing
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Tagged Carlos Castaneda, Cathars, creative nonfiction, French history, metafiction, metaphysical, William Pearse writer
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An examination of spirit and self, told from beneath a sheet
When Dawn leaves town, Charlotte sleeps with me in our bed. Friday night, and she complained about the Brian Eno music, calling it spooky. So I carried the remains of that record with me up Cougar Mountain the next morning, … Continue reading →
Lost in the Funhouse with Barth: on meta, Brecht, and what’s behind The Fourth Wall
With social media and technology what they are, metafiction has become more a part of our lives than ever: we’re constantly stepping outside the frame to capture ourselves in it, and our story of documenting our life story is as much a story as the story itself. But as we step outside the frame, we’re straddling two worlds and cease to exist fully in either — like tourists on an Alaskan whale-watching cruise with our cameras out trying to catch the breaching whales as proof we were there, we miss the reality just beyond our lens and I wonder, did we really see anything at all? Continue reading →
Posted in musings, writing
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Tagged Brecht, Climbing, creative nonfiction, existentialism, John Barth, Memoir, meta, metafiction, metaphor, metaphysical, pacific northwest, postmodern literature, Seattle, theater, writing technique
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Lot Number 12
From today’s Daily Prompt The palm reader saw violence in me. Were it mine, done to me, or a horrible secret I carried like a gift left behind at the party, unnamed. It sits there waiting in the corner for … Continue reading →
Posted in death
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Tagged China Town, Cormac McCarthy, Daily Prompt, DPchallenge, horror, life line, metaphysical, postaday, psychics, San Francisco, supernatural, Tom Violence, Zoltar
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