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Sep. 4th, 2007

  • 8:56 PM
me and franny
I live in Arkansas.
Wait, I mean--
I. Live. In. Arkansas.

Never mind that I have been here for nearly a month, doing things that people who live in places do, but I was just looking at a map, at a part of the country I don't even know very well, thinking,

Oh my god, I live there.
This does not change how I feel about it. It's still beautiful. I'm still enjoying it. However, I think this was the first time it's palpably set in.

I keep meeting people who remind me of people I already know-- Susie, Ethan, Ernest Hemingway-- and it's very strange. I keep thinking they know our inside jokes already. They don't. Obviously.
  • Mood: calm
  • Music:Justine Henin's awesome Belgian accent

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[info]theplebeian wrote:
Sep. 5th, 2007 03:25 am (UTC)
Apparently Sam Michel has a book coming out at the end of October:
http://www.amazon.com/Big-Dogs-Flyboys-Sam-Michel/dp/087074514X/
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[info]tresjoliecoco wrote:
Sep. 5th, 2007 05:37 am (UTC)
Oh good god.
Seriously, the day I stop getting way-too-realistic flashbacks to that class might be one of the easiest days of my life.
However, good for him! I almost went to Florida, where he went. I had NO IDEA before I applied.
He ignored my request for a letter of recommendation...must have assumed my poems were as vapid as my fiction!
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[info]theplebeian wrote:
Sep. 5th, 2007 07:06 am (UTC)
If it's any consolation, I don't think he ever really noticed I existed outside of that random thing I wrote wherein I rambled about boxes, but that makes sense, since a lot of the stuff I wrote back then was total crap (this is what I will also say in a couple years about the stuff I've written recently, I'm sure); plus, it was a fairly intimidating group of students to be working alongside (you, Ethan, Dan, and so on), since I just sat there and was like "You all write good stuff. I write about boxes and other lame shit."

Oh, and also, he has a book of stories out as well. Used copies are available on Amazon for a penny.

I'd like to think he didn't ignore your request; instead, the idea drifted out of his Gilligan-hat-topped head as he looked at a rock and marvelled at how much it resembled Tony Danza, or something similarly odd.
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(Anonymous) wrote:
Dec. 21st, 2007 10:04 am (UTC)
What the fuck?
One day it's college times and there's this girl you know who doesn't live in mother-fuck Kansas. You don't know everything about her, you may be downright confused, but the one thing you're sure of is that she doesn't live in mother-fuck Kansas. Then one day, 7 billion years later, she lives in mother-fuck Kansas and you don't even know what's what anymore.

(Arkansas, Idaho, they're all mother-fuck Kansas to me.)

Scott
from 7 billion years ago, college style
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