What not to say and when not to say it
Hello, Readers All,
I've been rightly accused of having an overly optimistic nature but that's getting tougher and tougher to maintain. And the darkness is bound to come through in the writing. I'm tempted to scrounge around for lighter fare, but that seems dishonest. Gonna play it as it lays, Readers.
Here's the way in.
Letter to a Dead Friend. Things are not improving…but you could… | by Remington Write | The Partnered Pen | Medium
Things are not improving…but you could have told us that
Talking first to the dead friends and then tiptoeing around what I can say to the ones who are still around.
Dodging Landmines. Preserving friendships? | by Remington Write | Medium
Preserving friendships?
Ah, but whatever I'll say, I'll say it in my flat midwestern version of English. Unlike the majority of my fellow New Yorkers.
It’s Not a “Foreign” Language Here | by Remington Write | Medium
Whatever you’re speaking in NYC, chances are someone understands it…so watch it
Of course, the day is coming when I can say any damned thing I please. Dammit.
Soon I Can Say Anything I Want - Remington Write
Bite me
I'm more of a one-trick pony than my partner in life and art. He can (and does) say the hard things musically as well as visually. Enjoy this collaboration between him and Kate P.
Yeah, there's the hat, just like every week. Pause before tossing in coins to let me know if any of the friend links to these stories don't work for you.
https://ko-fi.com/remingtonwriteThis wasn't all I wrote this week, but it felt like an unearned dodge to just rattle off fun stuff and pictures of the city. Maybe because the weather turned cold and wet this week.
For the newest subscribers, it won't always be this serious around here.
So keep in mind that all suspicious endeavors as well as any unvetted compliments are welcome at: Remington.write@gmail.com
Time to get back to it,
RW