Category: Diary

April is Poetry Month. Last year, I was originally intending to write a poem every day. On the first day, though, I had this “flash fiction” story I wanted to get out of my system. One month and 50,000+ words later, I had yet another November Novel that I was going to be committed to…

At the Mathematica exhibit at the Henry Ford, there’s a thing where ball bearings go around and around like planets around their sun, except their orbits get smaller with each rotation. As they get closer to the middle, they speed up, and it causes my brain to itch as they get into their final descent…

The gas station which charges a dime less a gallon than any of the surrounding stations was full again today, as it often is, so I pulled in enough so it was clear that I was waiting for a stall but not so far that I wouldn’t have flexibility to move to the next open…

I’ve got a bunch of stuff rattling around in my brain right now, and I keep thinking that maybe at some point they’ll behave themselves and come out in a coherent line, but this will be somewhat stream of consciousness, and that’s okay. This morning, which is a snow day from work, I was watching…

My first experience with an audiobook was in elementary school. I had been labeled EI–Emotionally Impaired–in Third Grade. This was, according to the documentation, because I had thrown a dictionary at another student. I don’t remember that specific incident, but I do remember throwing a desk at the teacher. This was the teacher that went…

The first time I was exposed to the word “limerence”, some decades ago, it didn’t really register. It felt like a fancy, dismissive word for “New Relationship Energy”, and though the two concepts are tangential, they’re not the same. Today I ran across it being used in a (potentially) Platonic sense, in terms specific to…

I recently learned the word “hyperlexia”, which is “when a child starts reading early and surprisingly beyond their expected ability.” The second type of hyperlexia is highly associated with autism; while only about 10% of Autistics are hyperlexic, about six out of seven Hyperlexics are autistic. (Source: WebMD) At 54, it’s hard to definitively diagnose…

I’m cleaning out the files in Notepad++, and I found this snippet: “Just write,” the dream told me. There was no body, just a voice. “Poetry. Fiction. Essays. Total garbage. Write every day. That’s what make you happy: You’re a writer. Write.” Yep. Just, yep.

I funk text people. It’s like drunk texting, but I’m sober. And I don’t do it nearly as much as I used to, but I still do it. The thing is, I struggle with maintaining relationships. I’m not particularly fond of small talk, so I’m even less fond of small talk texting: “How was your…

Last night I had two dreams interleaved. “Interwoven” isn’t the right word because, at the end, the dreams were never attached to each other and didn’t seem to have anything in common, but it felt like I was having them at the same time. (Given the nature of dreams and memory, it’s possible that it’s…