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All my writing is autobiographical so I don’t struggle with characters. When I began this blog – I would mention incidents that occurred between me and my family and my friends. I made a rule for myself: I wouldn’t reveal their names and I wouldn’t write their flaws. My blog is about me and my [...]

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Ok … I read the newspaper each day. I start with the obituaries. I find as I age I say goodbye with more rapidity. Then I read the op/ed section. And then I concentrate on the local section. I’m interested in neighborhood news. I like holding the paper in my hands. I like cleaning my [...]

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I think people forget that the internet is a public access road.  You might as well take all your information and stand on an overpass in a major metropolitan area and scatter the scraps of your security to the sky.  This is the problem with networking sites.  There are an element of people who cannot [...]

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I’ve met many people because of my blog.  I belong to networking sites.  I belong to online writing groups.  And inevitably one encounters people who lack probity.  The question always arises: “are people online more honest because of the anonymity or more dishonest?”  I think online posts in networking sites are more honest than a [...]

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Ok, I’ve heard that I am loquacious and verbose.   Ok.  Yet I can be surprisingly succinct.   Well, I know how to call a spade a spade.   But, sometimes you have to explain all the varied uses of a shovel.

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I’ve spent the last several hours in contemplation. My toes were pointed to the ceiling, my palms cradled my pillowed head, and my mind evaluated my motivation.
“Rethink being this open,” she advised.
Her words slapped me with sense. I had forgotten I had placed my blog on an automatic feed to my Facebook page. And yet [...]

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Ok my writing has taken on a new and adventuresome aspect.  So, I’ll no longer be posting to my blog. I may return to it. I may not.  I haven’t the intention to add anything new – but I might one day.  Some of you might notice an absence of a number of posts.  There was interest [...]

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nothing. It had all been said. I slid my tongue behind my teeth and my palms inside my pockets. I pivoted and took the path I’d paved home.
© 2007-2008 Mark R Trost

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Throughout the evolutions of this blog, my purpose and my intent became a bit muddied. Yesterday as I stood in the middle of the Vatican Splendors exhibit at the Minnesota Historical Society History Center, I looked at the small stone that marked the grave of Saint Peter.
“During excavations undertaken by Pope Pius XII in [...]

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Bit To The Bone

She took the fork from her lips and rested it near her plate. She swallowed the bite and began, “well I’ve spent quite a bit of time at your blog.”
He took the napkin from his lap and dabbed his lips, “oh?” His mind stumbled for a response. It was as empty as his stomach. Brunch [...]

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Unzipped

I’ve never had so many people reading my blog. I don’t know how I feel about this. I’m embarrassed by the exposure. I’m mortified by the exposition. Do I want people to know me this well? I’m not concerned about strangers. I don’t encounter them, so in my mind they don’t exist. I’m fretting about [...]

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Today is the fourth anniversary of my trauma with my diabetes and my foot.
I’m in a melancholy mood. In some ways – my life is drastically better. I’m thinner. I’m healthier. I’m happier. I’ve met the greatest friends. They know who they are. Anyone who reads this blog – knows who they are.
I realized this [...]

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Ok two quick tidbits:
1. Thursday I went to the barbers and my buddy Joe cut my hair. It was the first time since I was like – three – that scissors weren’t used. Yeah, but I don’t have to be happy about it. Hey, I said I didn’t photograph well.
2. I know that so few [...]

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My hands held a Sports Illustrated but mentally they were clasped in prayer. “Come on God,” I prayed. “You know how desperate everything’s been! I need to have this up.” I always feel the need to explain my situation to Him. I held the periodical in my hands and yet I periodically checked my phone [...]

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Subjective Questions

A vast number of my friends read this blog and many of them have told me they like to play the game: “Ok. Who’s that he’s writing about?” Sometimes it’s obvious. Often I’ve shared a moment with someone and we both marked the moment. He – or equally as often she – recalls the moment [...]

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