Moments of crisis – whether in the form of global disasters or more personal catastrophes – change our lives. Following a crisis, we question our values, change our habits, reflect on the past, and rethink the future. What better way to do this than through story? Stories are built around crises: events, big and small, that transform those who live through them, real or fictional, and challenge the way we see the world.
Frames get dusty; books are musty; when a player turns the pages of a score there’s this crusty sound.
What else? I’ve forgotten my Klingon. I open my mouth. Light pours through the dark jigsaw of organs: the wrists of small birds totter upright.
What did I put In my suitcase starting out? Old scars and clever tricks, Social misery and emotional demons, Vices and fairy tales
I am the worm in my woman’s head. the worm in man’s writing. the wormword or woman-man.
at the end of the day I was tired and wanted to not think anymore and to not stare at anything anymore, just maybe close my eyes and make out with someone but there was no one to make out with, is this tragic or what;
When I am called to stand and give account of things, heart, do not tell the whole story.