mar 17 in idea barrages

Of course Hubbard’s western has characters named Mart Kincaid and Gar Malone in it. Those are exactly the names a disordered mind would think belongs in an oater.

People seem to have forgotten the difference between “the media lost touch with the reality on the ground” and “the media isn’t agreeing with the tiny social media echo chamber I’m in” and… that is so dangerous to democracy.

So much of my flash fiction seems to be about who you become after your dreams dry up but there you are, still needing to live the rest of a life, maybe wiser if you’re lucky. Maybe some day I’ll have a small collection called “In Defense of Failure”.

LESS COLLEGE ROCK, MORE COLLAGE ROCK

If you really think about it, America’s Funniest Home Videos was really just Gosh.0

Do you ever flip your cellphone, massage its backside with your thumbs, as if texting but just an idle empty fidget? Could you train yourself to get the same Skinner-Box endorphin rush that way as had you’d actually spit ephemera into the digital void? How freeing that’d be.

You light a fuse and it explodes forth with torrents of wavy noodles. It is called a ramen candle.

Who you were is not who you are is not who you will be. You are a process in motion, you have been in flux from the first quickening of your heart to your very last breath. It’s okay, you couldn’t change that even if you wanted to.