Patchwork
My life has been old fashion; for the most part, it remains that way. When I hear, read or tell a story, I like and expect for it to follow a chronological line. That keeps me from getting dizzy. The folds of my brain are plain but impressionable. Not until I started exploring what could be done in cyberspace with a story did I begin to toy with tales that have no definite beginning, middle or end. With age, events and reasons become a muddle. Sometimes that is not a bad effect: it extends and softens the edges. But there is little or no punch.
This is pure crazy in an old fashion way. It is not wholly unlike the crazy that has preceded it. After working on it, I happily bought and sampled a bottle of grappa. Italy does that and will continue to do so until my last breath.
Why This? Why Now?
Phases of Astonishment: Introduction A
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Death by Serialization
Phases of Astonishment: Introduction B
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Fourth of July: Anarchy in Italy
Phases of Astonishment: Chapter 1
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Lost in Rome
Phases of Astonishment: Chapter 2
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Riding the Tempest
Phases of Astonishment: Chapter 3
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Preface & Reader Response
To the Ends of Civility
Phases of Astonishment: Chapter 4
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Preface & Reader Response