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I've come crawling back to myself... - Sunday, Feb. 28, 2010 The offspring of stars... - Wednesday, Nov. 29, 2006 Seasonal Introspection... - Sunday, October 29, 2006 You are NOT bringing sexy back... - Thursday, November 02, 2006 High School gets SWAT-ed - Thursday, November 03, 2006
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Don
Mann: Focusing on my Craft
Saturday, Feb. 19, 2005 - 3:59 a.m.
I miss 2001. I miss the Walker Building. I miss the spiral staircase. I miss incantations by candlelight. I miss the whispers in the asylum. I miss our haunted forest. I miss the chills. I miss the adrenaline. I miss the way the spirits surrounding us forged a bond between our own kindred hearts. I miss your nervous grabs at me for security. I miss seeing with my eyes closed. I miss the cold, dry air. I miss unreliable flashlights. I miss Switchblade Symphony. I miss chewing nervously on pens. I miss getting the fuck out of there. I miss the voices from the trees. I miss the chills on my spine. I miss the police's psychological grip on our behavior. I miss packing my bags for nightlong stays under haunted gables. I miss exploration. I miss my notetaking, and tape recording. I miss Mark Z. Danielewski. I miss Poe. I miss Ellis J. Deans. I miss the Pagan Store. I miss road food. I miss late night Wendy's. I miss hot summer nights. I miss the deer, the dogs, and the apparitions. I miss believing in the intangible. I miss my youth. I miss Fairfield. I miss underground tunnels. I miss bloodcurdling screams. I miss gasping in darkness. I miss kicking doors down. I miss broken toilets and sinks. I miss local potheads. I miss incense. I miss cuts, scrapes, and weary muscles. I miss Newport cigarettes and cheap digital photography. I miss freaking out over events I still can't explain. I miss the ambition to do it all again. I miss Don Mann, Amateur Ghost Hunter.
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