There is something mesmerizing about Mark’s posts. He needs to be read, deserves to be read – all that stuff. If you haven’t read him before, please go over and have a look, it is well well worth your time.
Prologue for the uninitiated.
If you go to my basement and look under my workbench, behind the Christmas ornaments, you’ll find this:
This is a bin filled with journals from my early years in New York. Hundreds of typed, single-spaced pages and about a dozen hand-written books. I occasionally post an extract. I wasn’t always kind to women (or myself, for that matter). Some of it is a bit graphic. But I make no apologies for who I was back then and I ask you to not judge too harshly. I was just a kid. A seeker on a path. The feedback I get on these posts is humbling. People either really enjoy them or they’re being charitable.
February 27, 1993
Somebody put a huge car bomb in the basement of the World Trade Center yesterday. I can’t tear myself away from the TV coverage. I happened at 12:30 in…
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You are right, Trent. There is something about Mark’s writing that captures you. I think that it’s amazing he has all those meticulous journals and can chronicle the past as seen through his eyes at the time. I only kept one journal in my life and it was the year I had cancer. I started it so I could write down what doctors said to me so I wouldn’t forget and get it wrong later. I was on my own and drugged so I didn’t want screw up. I read it on occasion and am always surprised at the stuff I put in there.
Will you ever post any of it? You should!
I don’t think it would be very interesting to anyone but me, Mark. I was 35, single, bald, drugged and well, kind of like some desperate cat lady.
I don’t know, that sounds pretty interesting…
Well Michelle… I would vote for you to blog out some of that journal. I can’t imagine what it would say. I give Mark great credit for being unabashedly honest… wish I could be that honest.
He is a terrific writer. I’d read and commented on this over at his house.
But I want you to know, Trend, that I have always been this nice. Which, of course, isn’t very. 😉
You totally scare me, Elyse!
Sigh.
Thanks for exposing us to another great blogger. His journals are incredible – I wish I was that observant and meticulous enough to write it all down.
My pleasure… he’s great. I can’t record my life like that either, I’d be too concerned about making myself sound good.
Same, any “journal” entry of mine would be more like a work of fiction. I’d have to do some serious editing.
I love Mark’s stuff and am so happy to see you sharing him with your readers!
Isn’t he great? People must read him!
Thanks again, pal. I was going to start in with my “I’m not worthy” bullshit, but I’m trying to move past that and start adopting a healthier attitude towards being complemented.
Here here!
I’ve read him end to end. He is fascinating. Trite as it my seem, fave is when he view into a restaurant at lunch and describes his meal…he showed a pic. Thanks for the highlight, Trent.
Fascinating is a perfect word. I think he has a novelist’s soul, to tell the truth.