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Saturday, November 16, 2002  11:13 AM   I Know Perfectly Well I'm Not Where I Should Be Admit failure. Accept defeat. Embrace loss. Be sweet. Be brave. Be yourself. Be someone else. Be elsewhere. Be right here. Be aware. Be oblivious. Understand every chamber of your heart. Understand that you are, in fact, holding said organ in your hands. Understand that it's okay to drop it or to misplace it once in a while. Be attuned. Listen. Don't. Talk. Don't talk. Be very very small. Read. Smile. Give in. Surrender. Be obvious. Be inscrutable. Write. Write about all the obvious things. Expect. Don't expect. Be fit. Be faint of heart. Be temperate. Believe in the randomness of the universe. Be open to every small good thing that comes your way. Understand that everything passes. Be very old. Be very young. Trust everyone. Throw your hands in the air. Say nothing. Need nothing. Ask for nothing. Keep nothing from anyone. Give everything away. Keep every bridge burning at the same steady rate. Saturday, November 09, 2002  1:07 PM   Lines (Cut, Paste, Sink, Swim) The perspective is like a shadow moving across a lawn. My brain is the cliff and my heart is the bitter buffalo. You could've been a genius if you had an axe to grind. Instead we're on earth unrolling bolts of cloth made from time, using trust for thread -- trust slowly coming off the spindle... These things happen to other people. They don't happen at all, in fact. Such observations, however, as I have been enabled to make in this matter have led me to believe that the hobbledehoy is by no means the least valuable species of the human race. Saturday, November 02, 2002  9:15 AM   For the Birds The third print issue of Pindeldyboz is out. You should get it because It features a lovely introduction by New Yorker Shouts & Murmurs editor Ben Greenman, said introduction having a glorious, poignant bit involving women and the novelist Thomas Hardy. It has a lovely cover involving a dart injuring, drawn by Ledbetter, plus there is a strong chance you will also get a poster of birds on a branch, drawn by the same artist. It has wonderful stories written by talented people, including A broken-hearts travelogue by Jason Wilson, the series editor for The Best American Travel Writing (yes, the same people responsible for Best American Short Stories.) A great rumbler of a tale by Mike Magnuson, author of the wonderful sort-of-novel Lummox. The rest of the stories, including the last one. Read on for more on the last one. It has a story by yours truly that is better than average (for yours truly: this is an actual tale, a kind of fairy tale, with things happening in it), about a little girl in love with her two neighbors. Her two neighbors are women. The little girl is very sweet, but a little strange. You can say the same thing about the story. It is called "Errands." Get it! Get it now!

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