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Checking Out

2020 – “I Think I Prefer They Die” I have hurried to the mirror. For a consultation. How much beast, I wonder at the glass, Do I allow its freedom? And will drugs help again? Not so much influence, politic, go joining, Swizzle weary threats – Under the influence I cannot Remember where I hid…

By BuddyCushman 01/12/2021 0

Second Morning, San Diego

I keep jumping up from the curvy cushioned chair in which I am sitting and reading and drinking coffee in hope of seeing the flocks of loudly chattering wild parrots which fly and roost and chatter in this up-the-hill neighborhood of Ocean Beach in San Diego, California. But I never do – see them –…

By BuddyCushman 08/24/2019 0

My Last Post

I truly thought my last post – ‘Taking Help Part Three’ – would inspire and generate lots and lots of comments. It feels important, like I got to channel some big stuff. Have you read it? Do you have thoughts about its ideas?

By BuddyCushman 10/15/2018 3

Taking Help – Part Two

Cash Only In his book “On Writing Fiction” author John Gardner reminds us that reading fiction involves “a suspension of disbelief.” Not a usual collection of words but easy to understand – if you truly want to enjoy this story about a young wizard and his friends you need to believe, at least here and…

By BuddyCushman 10/09/2018 2

Your Stories

As promised, these are comments in the form of dislodged memories and other thoughts and thinking from subscribers in reaction to the “Flying down Durant with Doug” post. And as always, I bow to your commitment. And heart.   “Jim Morrison was always my muse, light my fire playing on my families’s car radio at…

By BuddyCushman 09/19/2018 2

Addendum of Sorts

9/16/18 Verbatim ‘Morning Pages’   I have a distinct sense, which feels to be clearing with time, that the “Couch” Blog is in fact something special – special for me as an opportunity to move closer to focus and devotion and intention, loyalty even, than what I have usually wrung from myself in the past.…

By BuddyCushman 09/17/2018 1

Kind of How it Goes

A couple of weeks ago a friend named Eric stopped by the house. He lives up near Seattle and was down in Portland for the weekend. Talking on the phone a week or so earlier he was describing a room he’d rented in a house under construction – the floors were torn up, he was…

By BuddyCushman 09/09/2018 25