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The mystery of community (opens the original)
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Autumn, 1988, we moved into the dilapidated blue and silver trailer that my mom and stepdad parked in front of Mamaw’s house. Her house sat at the apex of an oval, gravel driveway, and old farm equipment rusted in the grassy area inside the oval. Our trailer decorated one side, and an overgrown field sat on the other. The woods behind the trailer had poison ivy, wild animals, and the beer cans and trash of countless teenage Mississippi weekends. Earlier that year, our house in Louisiana burned t
Craft and questions (opens the original)
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Imagine a novel written by a dungeon master who bases the plot entirely on Cards Against Humanity prompts. Friends, I give you Dungeon Crawler Carl by Matt Dinniman. I’m not the first or even the 5,000th person to recommend these books, but I’ve read them twice now,1 and I have thoughts. Weirdly, they are not thoughts about the books.Don’t get me wrong; they’re good books. Because of them, I attended LitRPGCon in Denver this year, where I actually met Matt and had him sign some artwork for me. I
Dolly, Tim, & Divorce (opens the original)
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A lot happened last week. Tuesday was a big day. Dolly Parton died. She’s been a bedrock of decency in our culture for decades. I felt the same kind of gut-punch cultural loss when Betty White died. Just a few hours later, I saw news that Dr. Frankenfurter died. If Dolly lived in our cultural imagination as the Saint of Decency, then Tim Curry served as the Icon of Authenticity. Losing them together felt like losing Aziraphale & Crowley. This is how religion starts. These people were positioned
The Cat Distribution System (opens the original)
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April 2020After weeks of lockdown, the temperature and humidity in Houston hit a rare simultaneous low. The high that day was in the 80s with the humidity sub 50%. A and I met at the retention pond to walk (six feet apart) and breathe. The pond sat on the old Clear Lake golf course surrounded by 50’s era ranch homes, run-down apartment complexes, and a church that still rings its bells throughout day to mark its progression through song shared across a neighborhood.At the pond, most of the neigh
Life is plodding (opens the original)
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A few years ago while going through a pretty serious rough patch, my mom remarked to me that, “Sometimes I want to just tell God to stuff it. I don’t want to learn anything else. I’m done.” Lately, I’ve been trying to learn a new balance between, “God why is everything so awful and hard all the time?” and “What else is life?” From hard thing to joyful thing to awful thing to contented moment, those aren’t things and moments to get through so I can live an enchanted life. They are eudaemonia.Anyw
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