Tag: life
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Father’s Day Without a Father….
A Father’s Day Without a Father I don’t remember my father. At times, I think I glimpse a fleeting mental snapshot—a vision resembling an old photo slowly fading in a family album—of a dark-haired man holding the infant version of me in his strong, tanned, and hairy arms. The hopeful part of me likes to…
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Tempus Fugit: Recalling the Early Summer of 1975
Afternoon, Sunday, June 8, 2025, Miami, Florida I was 12 in the summer of 1975. I can’t say I had a terrible childhood; I lived in a nice house in Westchester (an unincorporated neighborhood in the Greater Miami metro area) with my widowed mother; a house, needless to say, that had a more placid, stable…
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Tempus Fugit: The Seventh Day of the Sixth Month…and Summer Memories from 1975
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in Alex Diaz-Granados, Amazon, Coral Estates Park (Miami-area Neighborhood), Creative Writing, Family History, Life in Florida, Life in Miami (1972-2016), Life in Miami….Again, Life in South Florida, Personal Thoughts, Reunion Duology, Reunion: A Story, Reunion: Coda, Summer 1975, Summer 2025, Summer in Florida, Tempus fugit, Things I MissMidday/Early Afternoon, Saturday, June 7, 2025, Miami, Florida “The summer stretched out the daylight as if on a rack. Each moment was drawn out until its anatomy collapsed. Time broke down. The day progressed in an endless sequence of dead moments.” ― China Miéville, Perdido Street Station It’s the seventh day of June – and…
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Echoes of Memory: Nostalgia, Myth, and the Stories We Tell
Midday/Early Afternoon, Monday, June 2, 2025, Miami, Florida Earlier this morning, I came across a charming Facebook post from an old friend from my Amazon reviewing days. She’s a bit older than I am—by about a decade—and enjoying her retirement, sharing delightful glimpses into her daily life in rural Midwest America. Her posts often feel…
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The Season Changes and a New Story Waits in the Wings
Late Morning/Midday, Saturday, May 31, 2025, Miami, Florida Today marks the end of meteorological spring, as opposed to traditional or astronomical spring, which ends on June 21 (the summer solstice) for us in the Northern Hemisphere. Regardless of which “spring” you prefer, it feels like high summer in my corner of South Florida. On this…
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Of Sons, Mothers, and Mother’s Day PTSD
Late Afternoon, Saturday, May 10, 2025, Miami, Florida Hi, everyone. Sorry, I’m late, but sometimes, rarely, yes, but sometimes – it’s difficult to come up with a good topic for a blog post. Especially when I’m busy with other stuff, such as doing laundry, which is how I spend part of my morning and midday.…
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Sunday Musings from a Somewhat Groggy Blogger/Novelist
Midday, Sunday, April 27, 2025, Miami, Florida It’s not quite noon in my corner of South Florida as I write this, but I’m not the world’s fastest typist, so it’ll be early afternoon by the time I post this on WordPress. Currently, the temperature is 83°F (28 °C) under sunny conditions. With humidity at 58%…
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Another Lesson I Learned While Writing ‘Reunion: Coda’
Comedy and Pathos Can Coexist Harmoniously in the Same Narrative Storytelling, at its core, is our way of exploring both the outer and inner world, trying to make sense of it all. Stories grounded in lived experience strive to capture fleeting moments and evoke emotions that resonate with readers. In more realistic narratives, it’s not…
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Dear Reader, Let Me Tell You a Story…a Final Glimpse at the Prologue for ‘Reunion: Coda’
Late Morning, Thursday, March 27, 2025, Miami, Florida Hi, everyone. As I prepare for another writing workday, hopefully crafting the final chapters of Reunion: Coda, I thought I’d share a sparkling tidbit from the novel’s Prologue. Imagine, we’re nearing the end of a literary journey that started two years ago on the other side of…
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Dear Reader, Let Me Tell You a Story…: Where Memories, Music, and Fiction Cross Paths
The Winter Concert: A Glimpse into ‘Reunion: Coda’ In various chapters of Reunion: Coda, I’ve sought to weave together echoes of my past and the vibrant, emotional textures of high school life. This particular excerpt comes from “The Winter Concert,” a chapter based on my memories of South Miami Senior High School in the early…
A Certain Point of View, Too 