Haiku: Looking Out My Window…Plus More

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In my neighbor’s yard

On the roof of the tool shed

A squirrel watches me

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Actually, there are two windows in my small apartment.  The apartment is in the back on the corner of the building.  One window faces another apartment building; but the other window faces someone’s backyard.  Squirrels are constantly scampering over the roof of the shed or stretched out sun bathing and the shed is maybe fifteen feet away from my window.  My window looks down on the roof.  I have an excellent view.

From this window I can also see the Cathedral of Learning (it’s 43 stories high) of the University of Pittsburgh.

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Well, after two days of being stuck in my apartment because of gout in my right foot, I was able to squeeze the foot into a boot and to hobble across the street for some supplies.

When I came back I had a nice talk with John, one of the people who work in the office in the lobby.  We talked in the lobby .  He had been losing weight and was relieved that it was just his thyroid.  He was glad it wasn’t something really bad like cancer.  The doctor told him if his thyroid did not adjust on its own that there was medication to regulate it.

Back in my apartment, with my cans of green tea and my plastic bottle of skim milk and my vanilla cookies with the icing in the middle, my gout did not seem to be as bad.

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The American Short Story As Cinema

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As a writer, I try to use words to paint a picture that tells a story.  Or we can call this “cinema on the page.”  There are plenty of examples of this cinema on the page in the sidebar under the category Flash Fiction Stories by Guy Hogan.  What’s so great about cinema on the page?

Well, what’s so great about cinema on the silver screen?  I can only imagine the shock of movie goers in let’s say 1895-1905.  Yes, there were movies even then although they were only black and white with no sound and most were only a few minutes long.  But they were movies all right and these first primitive films “packed them in.”

The reason the “flickers,” as they were called, packed them in is because of the images of “life” on the screen.  People could “see” life on the silver screen.

That’s why I try to use words to paint a picture that tells a story.  Why don’t you try cinematic writing, too.

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