Saturday, February 9, 2013
You'll be glad, too, once you read this River excerpt, below:
I have never worn a watch. Time is a Rorschach folded into a Mobius strip turned inside out, upside down. Time is the name we give to the living. Modern science presents us with kingdom, phylum, class, order, family, genus, and species—designating every organism on the planet. Once identified, it is ours, as with a nickname known only to a private few. Quantum physics has taken to naming the theoretical, much like concocting a name for an unborn infant. Nothing exists that is not labeled; like killing, it is our assertion over the world.For more thoughts on memoirs, memoir making, and prompt exercises, please visit my dedicated Handling the Truth page.