Out of the Blue: A Tale of Perseverance Part Two

by wlancehunt, November 18, 2023 in 9-11, Personal Narrative, resilience

When the world turns upside down in an instant, where do you go from there?

A Tale of Perseverance Part One

This past year has been full of bad and then worse news, and to balance this onslaught, I want to bring back a story of survival: a year after 9-11 in NYC. We survived that. We will make it through this. (Adapted from, vol 26 The OHIO STATE Alumni Magazine, September 2002) After “the Event” A […]

My Small Story

by wlancehunt in 9-11, Personal Narrative

On the street, we walk, the survivors. Along side us are the workers of the fish market, in boots, jeans, t-shirts, aprons. I ask where the ferry is.
“Back in hell. Just turn around, and hang a left in the middle of hell.”

When that Feeling Something’s Wrong Keeps Growing

I had a breakthrough. But not until suffering through the terror I might have wasted the past two-plus years.

808,483, but Who’s Counting?

So, I stopped the blind stabs of opening files and hopeful keyword searches and used Scrivener to build an Index

Busy with Fun and Not Fun Stuff

Lots of potential here: the parallels between narcotic use and necromancy are interesting, the language is often Chandler-esque in a good way, and it delves into some interesting psychological territory.
    “However….”

My Small Story

by wlancehunt in Personal Narrative

On the street, we walk, the survivors. Along side us are the workers of the fish market, in boots, jeans, t-shirts, aprons. I ask where the ferry is.
“Back in hell. Just turn around, and hang a left in the middle of hell.”

Too Early in the Morning for an Epiphany

Since that spill, I’ve borne a grudge against the sinister presence that created “right” ways. That enforced its rules whimsically, letting me do it my way much of the time. Tricking me other times. Sometimes even punishing me with a broken glass or painful scrape.

Smoke on a Subway Platform

“There’s been an attack at the 36th street stop.”
     “Where Max waits for Andoni.”

A Sip of Chirp: Leaning on Audio

by wlancehunt in Books, fantasy, Personal Narrative

26 books in 10 months. Not shabby.

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