glorycloud's Diaryland Diary

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why don't you write like you talk?

It is 3:07 PM Sunday afternoon here in south west Michigan. It is 35 degrees and cloudy, it has been snowing off and on all day. It is snowing right now, but nothing horrifying.

I got up this morning around 6:15 AM. I got up to find myself the only living being inside this house. Carol will be out West till Tuesday, she flies back home Tuesday. Hopefully Carol will make it home. We never know if we will make it home for sure. We are at the mercy of God.

I spent the morning and the afternoon writing in my paper diary and reading books. No one came to our front door knocking and no phone calls from the Dead. I read today from these books-'Ascent of Mount Carmel' a mystical treatise by St. John of the Cross, 'Scripture, The Genesis Of Doctrine-Doctrine And Scripture In Early Christianity' Volume 1 by Frances M. Young, and 'Taught by God-Ancient Hermeneutics for the Modern Church' by Brandon D. Smith.

Last night I read late into the night from these two books-'The Diaries Of Dawn Powell 1931-1965' Edited With An Introduction By Tim Page and 'Dawn Powell' a biography by Tim Page.

This afternoon I received a self-published book titled, 'Poet's Apprentice: At the Jack Kerouac School of Disembodied Poetics Book One-January-March 1980' memoir by Randy Roark.

I have nothing else to confess so I will close to wait.

3:49 p.m. - 2024-03-17

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