Chapin City Blues

Writing is writing whether done for duty, profit, or fun.

Never been the spoken wordsmith. These things take time, I suppose. There was a plan, and the plan didn’t pan out. Not like I could say anything before the trip, and after it just felt too cliche. It’s a practice, getting the right words down. As a child, I practiced every syllable in the mirror. …

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“Maybe you should try being alone for a bit,” she said at the end of it all. It’s true. Chasing others occupied most of my adolescent and post-adolescent lives. A syndrome inherited from someone who preached my importance was measured by those who loved me. The three-year road leading to this peace of mind was …

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