A month ago I came upon this name, this news, news to me he was out there, Laszlo Krasznahorkai, Hungarian writer, now recent Nobel Laureate, Creator of images and tales of humanity build in blocks, walls or words, A billion writers maybe more out there, long have I been drawn to this form, This expression …

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Just a lucky moment on a quiet Friday morning after Thanksgiving. A bit foggy outside, sun just starting to poke through, just after nine o’clock, Mozart’s Piano Concerto #21 wafting through the house, two radios on in both ends of the hall, music welcoming the day, A small portion of ravioli & fresh focaccia just …

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After fifty years it’s time to admit out loud, I’m a worrywart. I say this, share this, not to disparage myself, but rather to inform others and explain my fundamental nature. Indeed, I’ve come adapt to the state over decades and think perhaps my story might help someone else. I wake up most every day …

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