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Continue reading →: The Illustrated Man 8
#10 Gabe sat in deep thought at the cafe, staring out the window at the night. It was still raining and dreary, heavy with lost memories and thoughts. Gabe’s deepest struggle is identity: he isn’t merely trying to remember what happened; he is terrified that discovering who he was will…
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Continue reading →: Behind the Creation
I decided to take an online course on AI filmmaking. Become a Content Creator. Today’s lesson was about cloning yourself and creating different settings. I began with a contact sheet of headshots in different poses. It was 4 AM, and I was still bleary-eyed, mind you, when I took these.…
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Continue reading →: My 5 Favorite Apps on My Phone
Kindle, Facebook, Google Maps, Yahoo Mail, and LinkedIn. I have a Kindle app because I like to read when I am waiting somewhere. I sometimes check Facebook if I am bored. I use Google Maps because I am always lost. I have no sense of direction. Yahoo Mail is my…
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Continue reading →: Treasures Found: Nostalgic Days on 175th Street
I found lasting memories on my street, 175th Street in Washington Heights, New York. On late-autumn afternoons, I would sit on the stoop with my friends, listening to the boys on the corner sing in harmony and taking in the crisp air, fallen leaves, and the scent of earth. Inside,…
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Continue reading →: How I Became a Writer and AI Filmmaker at 70.
One morning, I sat with my cup of coffee, watching Faraway Village videos on YouTube, when a spark hit this old brain of mine. “Why just look at these videos when I could be creating something?” I had been seeing some of the fantastic stuff AI was creating, and the…
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Continue reading →: A New Chapter
At 70, I am not slowing down creatively—I am beginning a new chapter. I’m learning AI filmmaking, writing mysteries, and designing puzzle and coloring books. Retirement, I’m discovering, can be a wonderful time for reinvention. Some days I feel confident. Other days I press the wrong button and have to…
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Continue reading →: Kindness in Every Cup
I am surrounded by kindness every day. From the moment I wake and stumble into the kitchen to place a coffee pod in the Keurig, I’m reminded of all the living beings who helped bring me that first cup: the person who planted the coffee seed, the picker, the roaster,…
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Continue reading →: The Illustrated Man 7
It took Gabe most of the night to piece the rest together, and even then it came in fragments, a name here, a date there, snapping into place like the pieces of something he’d built once and then forgotten. The ledger was Patrick O’Reilly’s private record of the entire operation:…
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Continue reading →: My Own Boss
I have finally settled into retirement, and I have no desire to return to a nine-to-five job. With no clocks to punch and no boss looming over my shoulder, I am happy as a clam. If I wake up feeling lazy, so be it. No more dreaded sick calls just…
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Continue reading →: The Illustrated Man 6
Zoe and Gabe arrived at the emergency department of St. Mary’s Hospital and were taken in immediately. Gabe’s left eye had swollen nearly shut. Blood stained the collar of his shirt, and every few minutes, he pressed a hand to his right temple as if trying to hold back the…
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