For the past 35 years, I’ve carried a play around in my head. I’ve read books, imagined scenes, written smidgens of dialogue. I’ve even started drafting the play several times – and then abruptly stopped.
I’ve avoided writing this post for a long time. Mostly, because it’s painful, for a host of reasons I’ll explain below. But it’s long overdue. Well, today is Independence Day, and this is how I choose to honor it – by speaking my conscience on a matter of the greatest importance to the future of our country. Some people, friends and neighbors alike, may not forgive me.
Is Trump’s behavior merely outrageous or is it something more sinister? The question prompted me to look up a book I read 30 years ago, People of the Lie, by the renowned psychologist M. Scott Peck.
We're one step closer to weejees, the main form of transportation in The Islander.
In 2161, civil war has broken out between the Guild Dominions and the Islanders. American fights American. Families are torn apart. No one is safe. The free Islanders are rounded up and placed back inside the walls of Island 42, where they freeze or starve. In the Mountain West, the two armies grow increasingly brutal in their pursuit of victory.
If your book club would like to read Phoebe and Zoe, I'd be happy to attend and lead a discussion or answer questions. Of course, I won't be driving to California, but only places a short distance from the Twin Cities. I've done a number of these in the past, and they're always entertaining. If you're interested, send me a note at cwhittlesey@comcast.net.
It’s hard to refute that for the last 100 years irony has ruled the world of fiction. From Lolita to Rabbit, Run to White Noise, our 20th century fictional worlds have been populated by the deviant, the dysfunctional, and the lost.