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Moving On

September 23, 2009

Cicada

At home today, and all I can hear are these.

Summer is officially finished, and I feel like it passed in a fog. Funny thing: I started a story about an island that gets devoured by a mysterious fog, but I never finished writing it. And now, it’s like a whole season, a massive stretch of days and weeks, has been swallowed by a fog of my own invention.

Cicadas. Wednesday. Slow thoughts. Quick things.

Moving on? Not yet, but soon.

Yes, please.

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  1. September 23, 2009 4:16 pm

    Please write that fog story.

    As someone with experience with being swallowed, I’d like to read a geographical take.

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