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I Rode Through The Desert On A Horse With A Name (But I forget what it was)
John Clark making up for last week. Those of you who are regular MCW readers might remember that we took our oldest granddaughter, Piper, on a Road Scholar trip to Chincoteague in Virginia last summer. We all enjoyed that so … Continue reading
Are You An Elevator?
John Clark, semi-piggybacking on Kate’s post about growing up on Sennebec Hill Farm last week. One aspect of being a writer is the constant flow of thoughts that run through my (and hopefully your) mind. Last week, they took an … Continue reading
Another Country, Once My Own
John Clark musing about how one random thought can grow, and grow, hence this post. It all began, as many things these days do, in the heated pool at the Alfond Center in Waterville where I swim and and entertain … Continue reading
Sara and Dippity Walk the Cliff
John Clark doing something he hasn’t done in several weeks….Write something. It’s one of those long, convoluted, disaster-filled, shaggy dog tales that necessitated my dark and cynical humor coming to the fore. It’s no secret that I’m several parsecs beyond … Continue reading
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Tagged consequences of coffee, Dark humor, Dead laptops, Elden Ring, John R. Clark
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What Kermit Knew
In February and March, I hosted two programs at the Waterville Public Library. Both were about author John Green and his books. The first one focused on his young adult books, The Fault In Our Stars, Paper Towns, Looking for … Continue reading
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Tagged Anthropocene, inequality, John Green, John R. Clark, Racism, Social, Tuberculosis, Young Adult Fiction
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Horizontal luxury
John Clark is back to writing regularly and enjoying it. I produce between one and two thousand words a day, with the story scrolling through my head like commercial-free TV. I’m still undecided upon the title, but I think Sailing … Continue reading
You Will Know A New Freedom—-If you Ever Stop Coughing
John Clark at 5 on a Monday morning, relishing the first decent breaths in a week. I have a new chicken and egg postulate; which came first, the perils of age, or the increasing ferocity of respiratory ailments? I’ve … Continue reading
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Tagged Ailments, Dark humor, EMPs, John R. Clark, New Adult Dystopian Fiction, outrage of aging
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Lear and Foathing in Waterville
“Jesus on a pogo stick,” she moaned when I entered the bedroom New Years day. “Please turn off the spotlight and either take those drums away from the monkeys, or shoot the lot.” She abruptly leaned over the edge of … Continue reading
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Tagged Dark humor, Deadly Animals, Drunken muses, John R. Clark, Loss of creativity
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Dear Anonymous-Read my Bumper
John Clark looking at a couple recent anonymous comments on the blog and figuring it’s time to address them. This pair of Chinese curses are in full array right now; “May You Live In Interesting Times,” and “May You Find … Continue reading
