a sinkhole garden viewed from that kitchen window as a kind of sphinx with beanpole pyramids when you were young, the world seemed limitless just see what we’ve found since, in the perimeters of a root canal while watching a grosbeak feeding merrily at the other side of the dentist’s window painlessly, as promised . keep smiling
Tag: Relationships
Really, they could be so embarrassing
Cassia’s future father arrives in my novel What’s Left after some funky adventures.
Throughout the story, she keeps trying to understand his hippie generation and its influence on her family.
But there are similar embarrassments going further back.
What most baffles you about your parents and their times?
Loves and fishes
three sessions dancing in a mental field followed by crisis in prayer life and practice of the sexual nature, followed by money and possessions Must run . Will walk later . because I hadn’t thought they’d be so closely related will you scratch the cat for me . every grub feeds on stage fright . with all encouragement, Woodchuck . birds are singing and carpenter ants invade the bathroom my brain goes ever into these leaps, as long as we’re at it at, beginning of the year we received a pay raise under the new contract, finally
Family influences do play a big role – pro or con
I still don’t know why I chose to end the earlier version of Subway Visions as I did, but it was an intuitive leap. In backtracking as he does, our hippie photographer lands in the embrace of his guardian angel’s family. Who they are gave me the foundation for my novel What’s Left.
Of course, the family influence can be largely positive or largely negative, most likely a mixture of both.
How has your family shaped who you are today?
And how do you depart from those roots?
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How does the rest of the family face up to the challenge?
Family-run businesses present their own unique operating models.
Under the ideal version, the members have an understanding of each other and their mission along with a loyalty that’s unrivaled. The business is part of their identity. Each member of the family understands his or her abilities and place in the enterprise. Often, they learned the operation from childhood on, starting at entry level. For their employees, however, that can come at the price of exclusion and upward mobility.
Sometimes the organization is headed by a patriarch or matriarch with the authority to make and enforce difficult decisions. In this model resentments and perceived sleights can mount over the years before erupting. Or the family head may no longer fit the kind of executive the company needs at a particular stage of its growth; a founder, for instance, may have technical expertise but not the people skills for marketing or adapting to a changing market.
What have you seen or experienced?
Favored cousin
as for the cure to feeling oh so blue center (as in meditation or prayer) untangle knots or go out weeding by the kitchen (see the worshiping community as a kitchen, too) go off to any place where there’s nurture and a certain kind of warmth then prepare a decent meal, slowly concentrate on digging out, one emotion at a time, not just feelings or thoughts on the run before my flight from the opera
Just what does that identity mean?
In my novel What’s Left, Cassia has every reason to wonder. What does it mean to be Greek-American?
How does your own family identity shape your life?
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Looking both ways
rather usually either/or aesthetic I find pleasing when it cloisters balance, order, tasteful in adornments and stylish you don’t see too many up this way in such possessions as clothing, what could be a trick question but instead they detest news briefs intruding on soap operas especially since a house comprises much more than domesticity
Qualities I most like in a woman
In no particular order:
- Sensuality.
- Unconventional beauty. Think of waking up and opening your eyes in the morning and this is the first thing you see.
- Grace.
- Playfulness. Which I also sense as a dimension of creativity, which enlivens me.
- Scent.
- Intelligence. Extending to curiosity and an artistic awareness, in my mind.
- Understanding.
- Cleanliness.
- Self-control.
- Peacefulness.
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Well, that’s what’s first coming to mind …
As for you?
With open arms, uptown
what upset me was the basic ineptitude that causes such accidents and delays to happen, still, if it hadn’t been for a couple of foolhardy neighbors one-thirty a.m., fire alarm, dashing outside before smoke in a neighboring apartment turned into flames, only then did I think who brought the blaze under control with fire extinguishers while eating way too much smoke, the fire trucks would have arrived to an attic entirely aflame so I should have carried my computer files out, too, but why the fire department took thirteen minutes to respond from a station just five blocks away is inexcusable
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