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TALES OF AN ORANGEPEELER

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10.09.01

Writing becomes herculean, almost futile these days--if I say anything now, it'll become a pack of lies, rumors, a testimony testifying to blindness and hubris.

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"The strongest work for me embodies contradiction, which allows for emotional tension and the ability to contain opposing ideas.'--Martin Puryear, sculptor.

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Again, a new transformation takes place; shaped by school, chance encounters with specters of my past, ideas rather than romance--what new skin will I and my fiction take?

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If you had to leave tonight, without the promise of return, what would you take with you?

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Surrounded by French books and French magazines and French conversation in a Parisian bookstore, I sorely missed English words, words like home. I missed opening up any book and being able to comprehend the story that unraveled, sentence by sentence, in my grasping hands.

Perhaps this (temporary--temporary dislocation is, after all, the privilege of a tourist) loss illuminates what I would take with me if I ever had to leave tonight, without the promise of return.

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And if I was the Winter Queen, I, too, would steal Phil's brother away.






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