Some memories are like mile markers on the road. I remember the moment distinctly. Sitting at my desk as my teacher ran her finger under four white letters. Until that moment, the letters were separate and unremarkable. Each had a sound of course. We’d even learned an alphabet song to memorize the letters. We’d traced the shapes again and again, repeating each consonant and vowel. But now, as my first grade teacher spoke aloud, my world shook to its very core. L-O-O-K, she said, tapping the L, two O’s and the K with her chalk. Look. The familiar word I’d heard a thousand times had a form, a way to be communicated on the blackboard or on paper. The mangle of markings that filled the books in my father’s library were suddenly accessible, it was only a matter of time. I was about to learn to read. The word look still haunts me. It was a portent, a command. Be a watcher. See the world as it is. Look deeper, past the tricks and illusions, past the lies and distortions. Look and see the truth of things. After that, I loved writing and I loved writers. Writers were the … [Read more...] about L-O-O-K
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Scribblings, writings, musings
Scribblings, writings, musings Delectable delicacies for your mental palate Lovely lashing of cherry picked pronouns Minty fresh dollops of creamy connotations Vichyssoises of various verbs Sweet spoonfuls of nouns to nibble upon With only a sprinkle of ambiguity And for desert Alluring alliterations Meaningful metaphors With a dash of chocolate verisimilitude And a heady apéritif of flaming myth Bon appetite … [Read more...] about Scribblings, writings, musings