Abandon Text!

W. H. Auden once said: "Poems are not finished; they are abandoned." I have been abandoning writing projects for many years, since only the pressure of deadline and high expectations ever got me to finish, or even start, anything of merit. This blog is an attempt to create a more consistent, self-directed writing habit. Hopefully a direction and voice will emerge.

Friday, January 27, 2006

"Twenty Years Ago..."

You start to feel really old when you find yourself saying, "I remember, twenty years ago..."
Or, more frequently, "Jesus! that was twenty years ago." Or, "Gosh, I haven't seen you in, what? Twenty years?"

I see that this is the anniversery of the Challenger shuttle disaster. Twenty freakin' years ago. And that, in particular, seems like yesterday. Or maybe a couple of years ago. Certainly not twenty.

Everybody who was alive then remembers exactly where they were when they found out about the Challenger. I can still see exactly the brightness of the sun outside, the dimness inside the living room, the smell of the air, the look on my grandmothers face.

How can a single day seem so long, and yet twenty years seem the blink of an eye?


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