War, Politics, and Life by Bruce Maulden
Surprise this morning as I was re-introduced to one of my most-favorite songs from one of my historically most favorite musical artists, Neil Young, and from of my weirdest periods ever, the mid-1970s. I was about four years late in catching the singing poem — off Young’s “After the Gold Rush” album (1969). Another great…
First post in well-more than a week, the longest period in the 10-year history of Compatible Creatures — a literary gap of the times. A lifelong exertion of a writer absent. A variety of reasons — most-notable, a continuous, hugely-horrific news cycle, a way-downer, and beyond depressing, starving any mucked-up desire to write shit about…
Near-crystal-clear this early Friday on California’s north coast with a jagged half-moon rising late in the far eastern sky. And the sun should come up like cold thunder in a couple of hours. But it’s Friday! On the eve of summer — officially starts tomorrow at 6:51 AM EDT — life in its manifest bullshit…
Clear and beautiful this way-too-early Monday on California’s north coast as the weekend is now history and we have to face the musical notes of a work week. Light is faint in the rising dawn, and hard to imagine in all this quiet and calm that miles and miles and miles to the far east,…
High wispy clouds and a full moon wide-eyed this early Wednesday on California’s north coast — and quiet, too. Maybe heat brings on noise discreetly, blocking sound from human ears — we’re forecast for 80-plus degrees today, the peak in a “heat wave” currently hanging over the West Coast. A bit further south, record temperatures…
Crystal-clear and cold this early Thursday on California’s north coast as we transverse into a brand new, just-like the old year. We made the national news yesterday, and most-likely today, too. And it ain’t good — a popular Catholic priest was found murdered in the rectory of St. Bernard Church in Eureka, about 10 miles…
She would have been a neat person to hang out with, always interesting, always entertaining, conversations on a shitload of topics — if she could’ve spoke unfettered, and been herself. Emily Dickinson was most-likely a great self entertainer, too. Writers are weird, and poets worse of all. And just from what I’ve gathered about her,…
Haze filled with rain blankets California’s north coast this Monday afternoon — light sprinkle it might appear at first feel, but this type precipitation is way-deceiving — it will soak you to-the-bone in seconds. And it’s a bit on the chilled-side, too. So the effect/affect is not altogether pleasant. In the news this PM, an…
Overcast and drizzly this early Tuesday on California’s north coast, and apparently the air this morning is a good sound modifier as I can hear the roar of the Pacific Ocean from about a mile away. Weather is not whether you like it or not, but just life. Today’s a special day. What kind of…
After working in several newspaper newsrooms in my long-ago-formal journalism career, and although there’s been some ugly motions the last few years crying a dooms-day end to old fashioned media, modern life might be aiding a news-gathering recovery — people’s news by the peoples. Despite the closing of newspapers, reporters losing jobs, technology and the…
