the secret | excerpts



Why Do You Have To Remind Me?
[September 6, 2007]
You know what I am. Still I forget from time to time.

Tired
[September 5, 2006]
Here's the thing. I'm thirty five fucking years old, but I still haven't figured this shit out.

Waiting For My Real Life To Begin
[August 15, 2006]
When I was a little boy, my father told me that some day, it'd be okay. "Some day," he said, "there will be an operation that will fix it. Some day, I'll take you to Will's Eye Hospital. It's the best in the world for eyes, and they'll fix it." And thus began the waiting.

Bang
[January 21, 2006]
It was a date. We were walking. And talking. And then bang.

Circus Bleachers
[January 2, 2006]
I wanted to tell him... no! Really! I can't see the ringmaster. I can't see the animals. I can't see the clowns. Instead, I fought to chase down the giant lump in my throat.

How About This?
[December 14, 2005]
I'll speak in clever phrases, leading the conversation where I need it to go, and you will do your part. Without realizing it, you will provide the necessary details.

Mrs. Wolfe And The Great Disappearing Act
[May 24, 2005]
I looked at her, but really, I was looking through her. 'As if you could do anything' I thought. 'Be more clueless lady - I dare you.' I told her everything was fine though we both knew it to be a lie.

Cars, Chocolate, And Suicide
[May 9, 2005]
She kicked off the suicide parade at both of the high schools we attended. She was a popular girl - so when she tried [wink wink] to kill herself, well, naturally, the other popular girls tried it too. None of them tried hard enough though, and I think that's a shame.

What Do You See?
[February 20, 2005]
I see so much beauty in those skyscrapers - those buildings which draw my eyes into the sky. I can look at the same building a million times and still find something new to enjoy. I look at people the same way. There's beauty there. The trick is to find it.

Yes, I Am - Part 2
[February 20, 2005]
Adding a few details missing from the "Yes, I Am" post from a few days ago.

Yes, I Am
[February 18, 2005]
Amazing. I can write about the death of my father, but not this. What does that say about me? I don't know.


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