The First One to Speak Loses

Epigraph is from one of my favorite books.

What we, or at any rate what I, refer to confidently as memory—meaning a moment, a scene, a fact that has been subjected to a fixative and thereby rescued from oblivion—is really a form of storytelling that goes on continually in the mind and often changes with the telling. Too many conflicting emotional interests are involved for life ever to be wholly acceptable, and possibly it is the work of the storyteller to rearrange things so that they conform to this end. In any case, in talking about the past we lie with every breath we draw.

—William Maxwell, So Long, See You Tomorrow

Monday, July 1, 2013

Night Before Dorland

July 1, 2013. I'm in LA tonight on my way to Temecula tomorrow morning. The heat wave will not keep me from hunkering down with my books, revisions, and self-reflection. I wonder what it will be like to return to the mountain after two years. Will the "sound of silence" welcome me? How long will it take me to calm down and focus? I have only 13 days so I plan to make every minute count.


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  1. Travel News for Nana Lil and Papa NedJuly 2, 2013 at 6:23 AM

    Start with deep slow breathing every morning and night to slow sown the body and mind rhythms. Love you

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    1. MERYL PETERSJuly 2, 2013 at 5:31 PM

      Thanks Lil, good advice. A glass of wine won't hurt, right? Love back to you two.

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