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Thursday 7/18/24

I wrote a story this morning called "Pass." I actually wrote it in my head in bed last night and typed it out this morning. I can simply remember everything because each word suggests the next.


I have become interested, in some of these works, in taking language back to our most elemental humanity.


To use the simplest words, and very few of them, to say so much about us.


These are very simple words, very simple sentences--in a way.


But it's like there's this magic unlocked by the combinations I've hit upon.


You shouldn't be able to do this.


To write something that looks to be so simple, which could cause someone else to think, "I could do that," and have it be impossible for anyone else to replicate or approximate.


The title "Pass" has multiple meanings.


When we take a pass, as in swoop in, take a chance.


A pass in the sense of an attempted connection, as with a thrown ball.


You pass, as in proceed.


When we pass, as in, "Thanks, but I'll pass."


And pass as in two people passing by each other.


The story is six lines of dialogue and then two paragraphs.


That's it.



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