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I heard a rustling and opened the door to find that snowman monster reaching over the fence.
posted by Jody @ 5:10 PM
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
I heard a rustling and opened the door to find that snowman monster reaching over the fence.
Explorers used to go into unknown territory to see what was there; I am going into the realm of blogs to see what I can add, and, in writing posts about my life here in Northeast Indiana, to see what I can discover about myself and the place I live. Maybe this is not so much a new-fangled blog as it is an old-fashioned pot-bellied stove around which stories and news are exchanged and shared.
About Me
- Name: Jody
Yo, there. Okay, I don't exactly look like my picture here. I have written for some papers in different places and at present I am writing for the Kendallville Mall. You may have read some of my articles; you may not have. A lot of the time I write for myself, and sometimes I don't do it on paper. Sometimes I write in my mind where the words can soothe or encourage or firmly establish a feeling in my memory place. Would that be my heart? Maybe. Sometimes I write funny stuff; I think I am at times melancholy. I don't think of myself as a writer or storyteller. I believe I just have a need to attach words to things. Perhaps it is a way of praying , a need such as that expressed by C.S. Lewis in the movie Shadowlands:"That's not why I pray, Harry. I pray because I can't help myself. I pray because I'm helpless. I pray because the need flows out of me all the time, waking and sleeping. It doesn't change God. It changes me."
Previous Posts
- Aruuuuuugggggghhhhh
- Plague house
- Afternoon in the sitting room
- Harvesting the Heart - Jodi Picoult
- I thought I had written about American Gangster
- Urban Explorers
- American Gangster and Redbox and Michael Clayton
- A view of the Peanut Butter Cafe and Roadhouse
- The rain of Indiana
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