tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29487945.post7199779744420975201..comments2023-05-30T11:54:54.899-04:00Comments on Misplaced in the Midwest: Misplacedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03320113457252429472noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29487945.post-70585654958394322492008-03-26T02:21:00.000-04:002008-03-26T02:21:00.000-04:00Sounds like you in a parallel Paris, or the bum on...Sounds like you in a parallel Paris, or the bum on the street I keep passing. I love Satie and found <A HREF="http://tips-for-new-bloggers.blogspot.com/2007/02/add-music-to-blogspot-blog.html" REL="nofollow"> this</A> to post music as the closest thing so far.Laurenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01936510738166449566noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29487945.post-19588364872184195932008-03-24T20:45:00.000-04:002008-03-24T20:45:00.000-04:00I laughed when I read that you hate hearing about ...I laughed when I read that you hate hearing about other people's dreams; the first time I "heard" from you was in a comment you left on my "dream" blog. Ha.Karynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16454832927860410268noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29487945.post-40691117490374241212008-03-22T14:02:00.000-04:002008-03-22T14:02:00.000-04:00It would make a nice short film specially the scen...It would make a nice short film specially the scene in the train with sound effects. And it could all be a dream sequence. At the end the hero would wake up like you and try to write about it but...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29487945.post-17703360597921162112008-03-22T11:31:00.000-04:002008-03-22T11:31:00.000-04:00Well, I'm a pointer and a grunter. I flee from sm...Well, I'm a pointer and a grunter. I flee from small talk. I'd love to read an entire novel about myself. Perhaps a novelette.Kim Hambrichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08784106179953299055noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29487945.post-64615945124255883282008-03-22T07:18:00.000-04:002008-03-22T07:18:00.000-04:00That makes me think of the first story in Paul Aus...That makes me think of the first story in Paul Auster's New York Trilogy (something of glass?). Though in your dream/story the linguistic exile is voluntary and in Auster's it is enforced, perhaps the impulse is the same in each: to discover the voice of god.<BR/><BR/>kayAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com