Hubris
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A Three-Hundred-Pound Drunk & Other Aikido Stories
“Our lives are in constant flux, yet we don’t need to be swallowed up in the buzzing stress. It’s possible to make conscious efforts to keep a strong sense of ourselves, to keep…
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Meteors, Hercules & The Secret Life of Stories
“The physicality of writing on paper with an implement that is silent, free from the subversive electronic tension of the screen, and blessedly insignificant, gives me a little purgatory of irresponsibility that allows…
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My Name is Neetsa
“In this city of Constantinople, in Byzantium, lived my ancestors. In other words, they were the great, great, great, great grandparents of my mother and father, and they were Greek.”—Helen Noakes Waking Point…
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Heads & Tales: Story in An Age of (dis)Information
“I suspect that Walter Benjamin, should he return, shuddering, to our era, would protest the sirens urging us toward the shoals of some epic chimera of greatness or defensive unity. I think he…
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In The Ear of The Beholder: Stories
“I like the monologue even more than the duet, when it is good. It’s like watching a man write a book expressly for you: he writes it, reads it aloud, acts it, revises…
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Pig Whisperer for a Wedding Day (Best of “Hubris”)
“This certainly would not be my first pig-cooking, but pit-mastering for this particular couple demanded that I produce the best results possible. I wanted to honor my friends, of course, but there was…
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Finally, A Xmas Montage Worth Watching
Won Over By Reality By Tim Bayer BRIGHTON New York—(Weekly Hubris)—December 19, 2016—Christmas music reappears every December. Well, every October, in fact. What doesn’t pop up often is a truly creative interpretation of…
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Born in Captivity
“I encourage people to pursue excellence, to pursue love, to pursue what they love to do. I don’t think these are crazy ideas, actually. And I also encourage people to remain calm, because…
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Deep Winter, Deeper Still (Best of “Hubris”)
“Silent snowfall on deep woods; the crunching of my footsteps in the dry, thick snow; the promise of a warm fireplace and hot cocoa when I reached home and shed my winter clothes.”—Eddie…
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The Winter Solstice Confronts the Lazy Gardener (Best of “Hubris”)
“The gardener’s role is never completed: there is always something needing attention and, at every turn, there are rewards—joys, gifts—for the gardener that make it easier to get off one’s lazy behind.”—William A.…