nother stream of conscious post...

It says right here, don’t aggravate the door.

Nosfurato / just forgot to

visual antics individual acts more into the Grand Gesture than the blind hem these days.

She was a veteran at carrying more than her share. She had the knack to gather up an odd pile of things sitting throughout the car, picking each up as though she had auditioned for the role. Using all the usual holding places of the under the arm, over the shoulder and in the crook of the elbow, she also implemented, behind the ear, clenching of the teeth, under the chin, hooking finger, available pockets, stuffing into the sock, balancing on the head, and a lesser known keep named the Women’s Purse. None of this meant a rat’s ass, of course, unless she still had a free hand for keys to unlock the door. She was forever on the lookout for a game show that would celebrate this talent with a cash money award.

t’s the telling of the story. Not knowing the ending of a story has never been important to me.
It dosen’t ruin a tale by someone slipping-up and divulged the ending. There are so few endings, and so very many ways to tell it.

Detail from Chance Neglected, work-in-progress graphic novel.

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