Welcome to the Information Age - Eric Bosse

HoW 01-1340

reason, redolent, incumbent, and detergent

Her room, and it was her room, was redolent of hyacinth. George assumed it was because Martha was a part-time gardener.
“No,” she said, “it’s the detergent.”
“My mistake,” he said.
“And with good reason,” she countered.
“What do you mean?”
“It’s incumbent upon you to read Men Are from Mars, Women Are from Venus. I swear by it.”
“Will I become a better person after having skimmed through it?” He was a speed reader.
“Well,” she said, “let’s talk about it over dinner. By the way, where are you taking me?”

weeds, sculpture, bottle, and breath

The Miller sculpture stood kissing air, weeds growing at her base. Nobody sat in the garden anymore. That was why Graham did, nursing the last bit of absinthe in the big blue bottle. He marveled over Miller’s idea of a woman or that much he had been willing to commit to stone—fine white Carrera marble. In life, Ramona had taken his breath away. Sometimes, and he wouldn’t admit this to everybody, the stone woman, arched to plant a kiss on an invisible lover, still affected him as she had first done. But it was Ramona who had taken his breath, and Miller who had taken Ramona from him, leaving only as much behind, in stone, as he was willing to share. It was not enough. Thus, the need for the absinthe.

dreadlocks, spice, and leather

What was it she had said about her cousin Edina, that she’d had her hair done up in dreadlocks? I couldn’t imagine Eddy in dreadlocks with her thin blond hair. She was not Bo Derek. But that was corncribs, wasn’t it? Eddy was not a 10 by any stretch. She’d be lucky to score 7 on any man’s radar. It was her mouth more than anything that cost her points, and her defeatist attitude. Not a bad looker, and intelligent. Conversation came easily at first, but bring up health, and she’d likely come over grey and complaining. But the dreadlocks—I would not have seen that coming.

HoW 01

New Orleans - Labor Day Weekend 2010

This door was salvaged from the lower 9th ward of New Orleans after Hurricane Katrina. Every house in the flood has the “X” painted on it. This indicates who checked the house, if any bodies were found and the date it was checked.

Equation: A Collection of Six-Sixes

Open publication

HoW 2010: New Orleans

House of Writers meets in New Orleans, Labor Day Weekend 2010

l. to r.: Dwight, Julia, Jared, Mike, Sandra, Gita, Teresa

not pictured: Shauna, Michael

Souvenir Booklets and Records produced by Mike Handley.