The East Unit was kept secure by three sets of electromagnets. In the absence of a 9-10 key or person to press the button inside the nurses’ fishbowl, only a great amount of inertia would open the doors attached thereto. Even then, one set lead only to the West Unit, another set downstairs, and the [...]
Working title for my novel that isn’t actually a novel and never will be: The Electromagnetic Paper Machine (not to be confused with the title of a real novel by Ken Kesey, who also wrote about a mental hospital) I wanted to write a novel like Kurt Vonnegut wrote novels. That is, good. I wanted [...]
Last week an old friend asked me, “What’s going on over there? You’ve stopped writing.” Well, that’s both true and untrue. I’ll lay it out for you straight. I have no talent for fiction. Still, let’s start at the very beginning, a very good place to start. This Winter saw a lot of boredom in [...]
It’s hard to write about Hamdeok. Hamdeok is heaven. How do you describe heaven? It was more like hell at first. I guess that’s what Korea is to me, hell become heaven. In Shelby County, going East on interstate 40, there is an underpass just before Exit 20. The bridge above is, in my mind [...]
There was only one day left in the Son Family Vacation. Son Family, that’s what Tanner, Dahee, and I call ourselves. Every good Migook (American) needs a Korean name. Upon hearing that Tanner had one, Teho, I insisted. Dahee named me Eun-Ho. It means “Silver Lake.” Teho means “Big Tiger.” Dahee chose that one for [...]
Once more it has been quite some time since my last post, but with reason. Not long after the hospitalization, civil trials, rock shows, and cross-country journeys, I became a statistic of the economic downturn. I was laid off, and fewer things more fortunate have occurred in my young life. Luck has been with me. [...]
