BOOKS

I love inventive short-form writing and print books. Therefore, I’m writing a book of creative prose that includes observations conveyed through witty and sometimes humorous creative nonfiction. Pulled from everyday life, each piece of writing is a small gem extracted from our fast-paced society and investigates various aspects of our existence. The book is slated for publication (in print) by early 2018; below are two excerpts from the book…

DON’T FROWN, YOU’RE A CLOWN / “In our big-top world, some consider themselves ringmasters. To them, you’re a joke they want to poke with a stick as they flick a switch so you fall through the floor, a door that welcomes your final laugh or what they call a gaffe. If you let them, they’ll watch you botch the act, which they think is a pact since they sold tickets. However, you’re a danger because you’re a stranger who never plays sidekick to anyone. A threat, I’m willing to bet, since they sit on a throne—alone.

When they want you to struggle, just juggle—like a clown, dancing and prancing as the orbs fly high in the sky. And just wait because your smile, in a while, will cause their crown to become a frown. It will pull them down to the ground, a soul chained to the pain of a shallow life.

Don’t subject yourself to a ringmaster: be a clown for the world.”

FATHER TIME KILLED THE ATARI DREAM / “I speak a unique language because I lived in the 70s and 80s.

It was an era that embraced the notion of putting a box atop another box so that we never had to leave the couch. One could turn up their collar in public because the youth insisted on it—although truth be told, any bastardization of fashion that one could imagine and implement was immediately accepted as runway canon. And let us not forget that our homes spent hours watching digital figures wield their pixels to do battle in space, on sports fields, or on racetracks. Yes, dear readers, it was a magical time.

Those were days when sticks became Excalibur, fences constructed Camelot, and cul-de-sacs were an ocean…which meant ten-speeds became rockets. Of course, you were kind to rewind and clouds were actually clouds and fun was in-person…which meant stickers were our emoticons. If you look closely, you’ll see Mork and Mindy and Taxi and a Land that was Lost. But sadly, their shadows have all but evaporated into a new reality that exists on Facebook or in the news (sorry, “fake news”) and considering all of that exists on our phones, most live while walking and tapping nowadays.

Alas, our stone-washed dreams, feathered haircuts, and priceless pet rocks—which surprisingly did have a price—have been relegated to retro memes and nostalgic websites. But I will never forget. I have a story to tell about a distant time and a distant place and another language. Do not worry because I can translate: I speak Before and After.”

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