by Jordan Dotson | Mar 5, 2020 | Beautiful Prose
You return to that earlier time armed with the present, and no matter how dark that world was, you do not leave it unlit. You take your adult self with you. It is not to be a reliving, but a rewitnessing. …from Warlight, by the great Michael... by Jordan Dotson | Oct 15, 2019 | Beautiful Prose
But a man dancing close to her? I imagine a response of claustrophobia in her. She thrilled to open space and weather nights, as if she could never be contained or fully revealed there. …from Warlight, by Michael Ondaatje by Jordan Dotson | Jan 2, 2015 | Beautiful Prose, Things I wish I'd written
The silence of Jaelin Brewitt understood them all. His minimal stepping out the door saying he would be back the next day. And he would be back not before the next day. All three of them talking for hours about things like the machinery of the piano, fishing, stars.... by Jordan Dotson | Dec 5, 2014 | Beautiful Prose, Things I wish I'd written
We were language’s magpies by nature, stealing whatever sounded bright and shiny. …from Salman Rushdie’s imperfectly perfect novel, The Ground Beneath Her Feet, which I hesitantly allow to be considered the greatest “music novel” ever,... by Jordan Dotson | Dec 2, 2014 | Things I wish I'd written
While I have used real names and characters and historical situations I have also used more personal pieces of friends and fathers. There have been some date changes, some characters brought together, and some facts have been expanded or polished to suit the truth of...