Michael N. Felix
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Michael N. Felix

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The Writer Guy’s Life The child; brain like one of those fizzy drinks. Wild imagining.. Sparks flying.. Terrifying…Big old ramshakly house on the hill… Green lawn.. Family yelling, people laughing…, painful… hungry… Friendly smelly dogs… No food in the house.. Papa frouzy face … School… Terror… Run away… Chicken scratch handwriting…, Teacher tearing at something I tried to write. with her red pencil.. Mother’s beautiful script . Sixth grade. A teacher putting a big red F my term paper. A teacher trying to explain iambic pentameter… He thinks I’m nothing. Writing about killing a pheasant. College.. College writing.., Writing reports (I got a job..) After a while, could not do that…. Depression… Years of dead feeling. Years of drinking.. Dead brain… Brain lights up when I write…. Sit down… Scribble some idea… Look up, an hour has passed… Writing more.. Notes on scraps of paper.. A poem on a table… Five words that fit… Words on the edges of newspapers. A story… The beginning of a novel… Asked a noted writer what she thought… unkind (but true) remark… Quit… I’m done… Lost again.. .. Going broke, drinking more.., Death… Won’t leave me alone… Wrote something again.., what do I make of it?... Lights up my brain when I’m at it… the unkind lady faded… (she died..) More poetry.. More short things scribbled.. Writing while broke. Writing while drunk. (that ought to be the title of a story..) Lots of that…, Writing while on the road, writing in café’s… Writing on my arm, in bed.. Telling a girl I was a writer… A lie.., then… The musky smell of her… Images in me of the people I’ve met…, writing in my head when In a group… Fragments turned into words… Imagery in my brain… Seeing whole sentences before I write them… Seeing whole paragraphs projected into my head exactly like you’d read in some newspaper before they land on the page. A thing a guy said ten years ago... Image of a woman… Character description right there beside her… Four in the morning.. Coffee at four o’clock in the morning… Working… Waking up with plot layout in my head, reorganizing in the night… Writing the same novel over four times… over and over … no one paying any attention to …, So what?, keep going.., Writing in Minnesota, writing in California, Kansas, Oklahoma Colorado, Montana. Writing in road rest stops. Writing about politics, writing about writing…., writing that Sci fi thing…, that’s great! They said… Writing steamy stuff (loved that..). On and on. It’s still going on.. I manage the whole junk pile these days. Don’t drink. Don’t smoke. Don’t do drugs. I’m still the kid with the fizzy brain.. That is my writing story. What’s yours?, Florida Mtns... February, 2026
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