Author Archives: sputterpub

Lunch with a Co-Worker

Posted on March 11, 2013 by sputterpub

Your little face across from me is creased with pent emotion leaking, almost-tears of grudging tantrum, as you blurt the least exact elusive words (so it appears to me, who misses signs of hurt and tries dissecting syllables). I look … Continue reading →

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Intelligence Work

Posted on March 8, 2013 by sputterpub

I wonder how society would look if every individual were smart, if all derived their knowledge from the book of life, devoting time to love and art, and each unique as marketing implies. Imagine hordes of heroes, brilliant kids, sagacious … Continue reading →

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Vacuum (3 of 3)

Posted on March 7, 2013 by sputterpub

Now Ray’s in school again. It seems to Sharon that he may be slipping back into something like his Tet Offensive or R.O.T.C. weirdness with talk like today’s. It’s happening more and more. She wonders if she should call her … Continue reading →

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Vacuum (2 of 3)

Posted on March 6, 2013 by sputterpub

“The revolution never stopped,” Ray speaks across her thoughts. “The media is us, the politicians are us; there isn’t a them out there to villainize any more.” Ray rises from the table, steps across the minute kitchen to his two-burner … Continue reading →

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Vacuum (1 of 3)

Posted on March 5, 2013 by sputterpub

The catalyst for Ray’s epiphany is on page 70. “As a case in point,” wrote Peter Coyote in his autobiography, “consider Robert McNamara, sacrificing a generation of youth in Vietnam after concluding that the war was pointless, because he did … Continue reading →

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Contrast

Posted on March 4, 2013 by sputterpub

I need a little ballast or I’ll float on air today, as light as lint in beams of angled sun, excited as a mote transformed to gold. I’m dancing to extremes inside, of agitated ecstasy and gentle melodies of waltzing … Continue reading →

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Berkeley 2/2/2000

Posted on March 2, 2013 by sputterpub

A seam of spring infiltrates here, and now the princess and magnolia trees invest the light with purple pink and pearl, endow the eyes with bright horizon. Weather-blessed we move this morning in an atmosphere as clean as melting ice, … Continue reading →

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As If (SE Alaska)

Posted on March 1, 2013 by sputterpub

We sliced through icing water on the bay, arriving into snowfall as the night began. The flakes by lantern streamed our way like orange galaxies at speed of light until we stopped, and then the snowfall seemed to freeze and … Continue reading →

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I Want to Learn to Be Wrong (2/2)

Posted on February 28, 2013 by sputterpub

Both John and Jen annoyed me. I felt impatient with each. But then I’m an impatient person. I think there may be a gene for patience/impatience. But since the trait doesn’t lead to social dysfunction, there’s no scientific grant money … Continue reading →

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I Want to Learn to Be Wrong (1/2)

Posted on February 27, 2013 by sputterpub

That’s an affectation, and I hate affectation, but I think affectation has an effect (at which moment it becomes effectation). At least I admit it when I affect. One must be allowed to effectively affect, provided one owns it. I … Continue reading →

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