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How Donald Trump Inspired Me

I've been thinking quite a bit lately about my purpose in life. I know that it is to write. I've known that for a long time, actually. My problem is that I don't yet really know what it is I'm supposed to write. Today I got a little closer.   This afternoon, I met with my creative-pal-slash-writing-buddy-slash-muse, Shayne. We each went to separate corners of her house to work in silence, and I decided to freewrite by...

I Dig on Swine

Written in my Memoir Notes file on November 30, 2015:   Last night—or rather this morning, just before waking up—I had an interesting dream. I was carrying this turkey around, and trying to wring its neck. I hadn’t done a good job, so it wasn’t dead, but its neck was kinda bent, kinda swollen, and I really needed to kill the thing. I wasn’t angry at it—it was just matter of fact. Then the turkey became a...