I haven’t posted for more than a week, not even a little bit. I don’t like that, but on the other hand, I have a good reason. I’ve been working on a short story, and I found it too difficult to both come up with posts I liked for the blog and focus on my story, so I chose my story. I finished a clean first draft less than an hour ago, and I have to say, I’m kind of a little bit giddy ecstatic. It’s a story that’s been kicking around in my head for years, and it was challenging to write. It’s got too many flaws to count, however, I completed it, and I’m proud of what I produced. It is my most satisfying writing endeavor ever (so far). I’ve solicited criticism and hope to produce a second draft before too long. I am so very very happy right at this moment.
Something I was reading earlier today casually mentioned the “Puritan virtues” of hard work, thrift, and stoicism. Reading that reminded me of a quip I heard years ago that said, “God invented work as punishment, but the Puritans turned it into a virtue.” There is a kind of joylessness in those virtues. I often think in the New England where I grew up, there was a certain admiration for what I call joyless do-your-duty, as if denying your own pleasure was something to be admired and emulated.Continue reading Seven Heavenly Virtues
I am on the sidewalk outside the café wondering how I should play this. I ask myself, “What do I want?” That’s an easy one. I want her to fall madly in love with me. I want her to look at me with those eyes that were flashing with anger on the subway platform, no less impassioned, but with desire instead of rage. “Stop!” I tell myself. “You sound like an idiot. Just listen. Give her a chance to vent all the anger out. And then be yourself. Don’t try to be someone you’re not. That’s it. That’s all you need to do.”Continue reading A Slice of Tart