Skeletons
Welcome to October. The birches are in almost-full gold at the moment, but at some point this month, the leaves will swirl away. That's okay, I guess--trees without leaves show more sky and the leaves themselves do all kinds of nice things for plants and dirt and small animals.
October makes it easy--too easy?--to feel wistful about the passing of time. For all the pressing issues in the world these days, though, I wouldn't go back to childhood, not for a bazillion dollars or all the chocolate in the world. October Past had its joys, but I like October Now. (I like All Months Now a quite a bit, in fact.) But I get that some people like yesterday, too.
All of which brings me to "Skeletons," a brief piece of creative nonfiction. It's featured in this month's edition of The Walleye, a local arts and culture magazine. Click here for the page with the electronic issue, and then keep going until you get to page 81.
I hope your October Now is as much fun as, or more than, your Octobers Past.
P.S.
One of my favo(u)rite reasons to prefer adulthood to childhood is my ability to vote. It's important this election, and I'm pleased to be able to do it.
October makes it easy--too easy?--to feel wistful about the passing of time. For all the pressing issues in the world these days, though, I wouldn't go back to childhood, not for a bazillion dollars or all the chocolate in the world. October Past had its joys, but I like October Now. (I like All Months Now a quite a bit, in fact.) But I get that some people like yesterday, too.
All of which brings me to "Skeletons," a brief piece of creative nonfiction. It's featured in this month's edition of The Walleye, a local arts and culture magazine. Click here for the page with the electronic issue, and then keep going until you get to page 81.
I hope your October Now is as much fun as, or more than, your Octobers Past.
P.S.
One of my favo(u)rite reasons to prefer adulthood to childhood is my ability to vote. It's important this election, and I'm pleased to be able to do it.