Monthly Archives: November 2014

the list

The first step of my daily preparation was to choose the songs that I might want to sing that evening. The selection process was loose because it was important for me to sing songs that worked in the moment, considering … Continue reading

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the introverted artist

I had taken up singing in public when the big divorce, the one with kids, tore my life apart. First, I joined the choir at the church where my kids frequented, to see them and to release my tensions in … Continue reading

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Costumed

By this time, years into my singing career, I had worked out my costume. Black slacks and a flowing white pirate shirt, untucked with the cuffs unbuttoned gave me the air of a modern day Childe Harold. My hair flowed … Continue reading

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Tuesday

Ralph ran shows at The End on Tuesday and Friday nights. For a while, we attended both shows, because I was always looking for a place to sing. But after a while, our enthusiasm for nightly excursions slowed and we … Continue reading

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a local dive

In the midst of our city-wide tour, Silver fell down for a week with a minor surgery, nothing serious but enough to render her immobile and in need of constant attention. Not to mention the pets, who required constant feeding. … Continue reading

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Silver

Silver sat beside me. I’d known her five years, during the storms of divorces, a partnership forged in the first moment and rock steady every moment since. We communicated, cooperated and commiserated. I counted on her to provide perspective. No … Continue reading

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The End

Patches of the parking lot, so much larger than the bar alone required, had busted into a thin layer of gravel, popping under tires like tiny gunshots. “Ready?” I asked as Silver adjusted and collected. A pair of cowpokes discussed … Continue reading

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