Just Wrought

Recovering playwright, once won a STRANGER Genius Award for theater. Now writing a bloated novel about… G-d help me! Theatre.

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jefferyr

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When you’re lost you read whatever signs you find.

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  1. Kymberlee della Luce

    This makes me think of a Loony Tunes cartoon where someone switches the sign or spins it to go in the other direction.
    Signs and Tricksters seem made for one another.
    If you are lost, what I just said will not feel helpful so I will offer a candle instead. And a match. (Or maybe a super cool flashlight/compass combo.)
    And some compassion.
    (Compassion has the word “compass” in it. I never noticed that before.)

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  2. Paul Mullin

    “Compassion has the word “compass” in it. I never noticed that before.”
    Beautiful. Consider it stolen. 🙂

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  3. Paul Mullin

    And to put your kind heart at ease, Kymberlee, I AM lost, but I like it. Sort of put myself here, if you will. In real-life geography I have a pretty strong sense of direction, and when I lived in NYC I used to go to the West Village where the streets are all crooked and double-backing so that I had a chance of getting disoriented.
    To turn Tolkien around: “Not all who are lost, wander.”

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  4. Kymberlee della Luce

    I understand. Being disoriented can be so delicious. I’m glad to know you are peaceful with it all.
    So no compass for you, mister! (But always compassion.)

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