Exposing the innards of my '93 fire lookout journal to the world --
an experiment on the cumulative effect of hundreds of first-drafts upon kind readers' psyche.
Saturday, June 9, 2007
July 20th, Ditty about reading and writing so much
Drunk with literature, I go staggering down the street, bumping into posts and leaning into saloons -- looking for my style.
This is a journal transcribed from my first summer in a fire lookout in the Mt. Hood national forest. I wrote daily up at Hickman Butte -- pages and pages of stuff. Now none of this was ever intended to be shown to anybody, much less posted on the web. But I figured it might be interesting, and being a journal it is something I can type up sequentially, in chronological order. Maybe there is a character arc hidden in there I never saw; hell I don't know. So here it is. I am not promising word-for-word transliteration of the dam thing either -- I'll cut as much as seems reasonable, and leave in everything I possibly can without ruining (too badly) the English language or my so-far spotless prison record.
Enjoy
The Homestead
Hickman Butte Lookout, 1993
For those of you just starting reading
This is a journal, and best read sequentially.
Click Here for the first post, then just hit "newer post" at the bottom left of the page to get the next day. I wish I could set this blog to run backwards, but I haven't figured that one out yet.
When you return to the site, you can scroll down and click on the Blog Archive and begin reading on whatever date you want.
I'm a 38-year-old recent college graduate in Biology, husband, and new father, recovering from a career as an electrician. These blogs are intended for recreational use only -- any medicinal benefits are purely coincidental.
Email me with any rants, concerns or questions.
2 comments:
did you find it? ;0) heh
Well, you know, it's been about 13 years, and it's starting to coalesce. (see the other blog, that's the "vocal" style, for now)
Thanks for asking!
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