Archive for January, 2012
Thirteen
The man in the hat is a husband. He is also something else. Who is also somewhere how? By means of the midnight train. But when is somehow what? When the clock strikes thirteen. Written in spontaneous collaboration with Jory Woodis.
Somehow
Somehow he never quite told the truth. He lived in a different world, but no one could tell.You see, he had a way with words. It's a pity he hid behind them. Otherwise someone might have helped.Or maybe hiding saved him. It's hard to say. Words have no face, but they can describe one.Words don't [...]
Enthusiasm
I have a tendency to get enthused about…everything. And one of the most frustrating things in the world to me is when other people don’t. So I got to thinking, “Where does enthusiasm come from, and what is it anyway?” I realized that I had no idea. Naturally, I turned to Google to provide an [...]


