(the fourth chapter of Shell Games) The Rev. Walpole Albright had suggested the universe wished to snuff out dozens, hundreds, or even more of its own creations. Most of the universe’s creations who heard this dire pronouncement met it with a shrug. Yet the promise of eminent destruction lingered with a few of the…
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So Sayeth
(the third chapter of Shell Games) England and its North American extremities also spoke much a similar language. One wrote to confess it was growing very tired of seeing only subjects’ backs; the other replied it was equally leery of losing the necessary leverage and independence an arm affords. Another volleyed folly eventually ensued….
Salesman of the Year
The 2016 presidential primaries have scorched innumerable campaign trails across the nation, like so many well-meaning, patriotic arsonists. Fellow Southeastern Connecticutians might be excused from fully appreciating the quality and quantity of fireworks currently being set off in other parts of New England, upon distant New Hampshire and Massachusetts. Here, along the placid…
A Final Charge?
(the second chapter of Shell Games) A Final Charge? Glass Connors was standing mere feet from Bonnie Prince Charlie on the last battlefield of the Jacobite Scots the moment the earth collapsed upon them all, at Culloden, on April 16, 1746. He survived the day, and longer, to eventually become a small part…
A Big Thank You to Everyone
Hey all! I wanted to take a moment and sincerely thank everyone that has taken the time to check out my blog these past few months, and send your likes and comments. It’s great to be writing again, and I am thrilled to say that my first book, A History Remembered by No One,…
“Don’t Look Now, the Universe is Laughing”
“Don’t Look Now, the Universe is Laughing” by Will Carlson At some point in our lives everyone meets at Starbucks. It’s true. In 1997 an experiment was conducted by Profes… Source: “Don’t Look Now, the Universe is Laughing”
Time/Sex in the Crosshairs
February 13, 2006 Monday How do you think of time? It is linear? There’s always been one way I’ve thought of time, in terms of years, and I’d like to know how normal it is (I hope not very). First, it is dark. Not for dramatic effect, just because I don’t know what non-time…
In Loving Memory of Jake “The Missile” Turtle
February 3, 1998 Tuesday The loss will be felt for a long time. Jen called my roommate D today to tell him the sorrowful news that her turtle Jake has passed from his world and on to the next today. A service for the afternoon was quickly set up just behind Thompson, our freshman residence…
The Squeeze Sets In
November 15, 1999 Monday There comes a time during each semester, that every professor decides to tighten the reigns he or she holds over us–all at once. This usually comes, oh, right about now as we are all looking towards Thanksgiving with big, shiny eyes and a string of drool hanging from our mouths. Could…
A Day in the Life
November 12, 1999 Friday The alarm blared at six like it had been asked to do, but now six seemed much earlier that it had the night before. Seven sounded more reasonable, and the alarm stayed quiet for another hour. I kept being woken up during the night, though, because Matt and Camille, directly below…
The Future and the Past Together
November 11, 1999 Thursday Being a junior, it has become increasingly obvious that college will not last forever. I spoke to my advisor today and she set up a preliminary timetable for graduation. I met with her last Thursday as well, and we spoke about my major, English. It seems that I won’t reach the…
Ship-bored
June 21, 2005 Tuesday Called the fam back in Illinois. They have already made plan to come out to Norfolk, and said they will be here between August 3-14, when Nicole will have to return to be ready to move into her dorm as a new college freshman. That’s crazy. If they were to come…
No One Will Believe You 