#amwriting
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Dave Morice died at peace in a West Branch nursing home on Friday, Aug. 21, 2026. I did not know him in his later years, although everyone knew him as Dr. Alphabet. While writing my autobiography, I wrote about time I spent with him and other members of the Actualist Poetry Movement. Some of us… Read more
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When I got to 6:30 p.m. I couldn’t account for how I spent my day. I literally could not remember what I did after returning from the grocer in the county seat. I tried reconstructing events. When did, I received phone calls, wrote emails, Ate food, and the like. It was no help… the afternoon… Read more
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In January I began a new journal using an inexpensive, spiral-bound notebook. It is a place to write without public eyes. I need that. The pages have been slow to fill, yet when I do write there, I find a place to express something personal. I am glad to be back in that habit. I… Read more
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I am reading Grace Paley’s collection of stories, Later the Same Day and was struck by how she moves the narratives without the types of digital anchors we often see in writing today. There are fewer invoked cultural objects and more force in narrative progression through her writing alone. Shouldn’t we always be interested in… Read more
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My aunt was born on Sept. 9, 1941, 13 years after my father and ten years before me. Because of that, she seems a generation apart from her three brothers. Read more
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I began a personal journal in 1974, although that first one was stolen from me shortly after I arrived in France. The first entry in the next journal is dated Aug. 27, 1974 in Salisbury, England. After University, it seemed part of being an educated person was to keep a journal the way Samuel Pepys… Read more
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Except for the daily posts here, some journal entries, and some letters to the editor, I don’t have any substantial writing projects going on. I heard back from one of the early readers of my autobiography, A Working Life, and won’t hear from the other until Labor Day. There is nothing to do there for… Read more
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My Google origin story is in 2006, a group of consultants from Hyderabad, India, working on a software installation at my Cedar Rapids office, convinced me to move to a new email platform called Gmail. At the time I needed a referral to get into Gmail, which the guys gladly gave. That decision, with unlimited… Read more
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As I’m typing, an unexpected visitor is approaching from the east. Read more
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I made no journal entry after seeing the Pablo Picasso retrospective at the New York Museum of Modern Art on June 4, 1980. It had a profound impact on me nonetheless. To see his work presented in mostly chronological order was astounding and relevant to my own creative endeavor. I had paused journaling while on… Read more
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