tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775300563363899039.comments2018-05-25T14:40:32.447-06:00Light on Broken Glass: a wending writer's lifeAmy Segretihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14936316416021360050noreply@blogger.comBlogger131125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775300563363899039.post-81106843915273545652013-04-15T19:04:38.805-06:002013-04-15T19:04:38.805-06:00Well said, Amy.Well said, Amy.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775300563363899039.post-4905419662197210102012-09-20T00:42:26.771-06:002012-09-20T00:42:26.771-06:00Same like previous comments. This writing surely g...Same like previous comments. This writing surely great. You just make my day. Thanks for sharing.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775300563363899039.post-53875327374237128372012-08-31T18:37:06.282-06:002012-08-31T18:37:06.282-06:00Just happened upon this blog looking for a meaning...Just happened upon this blog looking for a meaning to Anton Chekhov's broken glass quote and have found myself looking for a deeper meaning to my own life. I've been truly moved by your story and the accidents/coincidences that shape our lives. Thank you for sharing. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775300563363899039.post-81137739718576187222012-08-10T12:11:41.809-06:002012-08-10T12:11:41.809-06:00Yes. This is so completely me ;)Yes. This is so completely me ;)Erica OGradyhttp://reinventingerica.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775300563363899039.post-67420988015007409602012-06-21T00:56:59.637-06:002012-06-21T00:56:59.637-06:00It remains in your heart. Hope all is well.It remains in your heart. Hope all is well.websitehttp://www.sanfranciscowindshieldreplacement.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775300563363899039.post-49420817773126060282012-03-18T14:06:29.070-06:002012-03-18T14:06:29.070-06:00I agree with you. We are in control of our own emo...I agree with you. We are in control of our own emotions, and as a friend would say, our own hurt.Jae Jaggerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14988765552924536958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775300563363899039.post-49793277129274429742012-01-16T12:12:47.363-07:002012-01-16T12:12:47.363-07:00I agree- I would love to go to NYC and eating THEI...I agree- I would love to go to NYC and eating THEIR food would be high priority! I also meticulously plan coffee breaks and restaurants when visiting anywhere- sitting and drinking coffee and watching people go about their business is my favourite hobby!<br /><br />Love your blog, by the way :)Nat Dandridgehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15441105661139761300noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775300563363899039.post-62400749061272435092012-01-16T12:07:55.860-07:002012-01-16T12:07:55.860-07:00Made me smile:)Made me smile:)Nat Dandridgehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15441105661139761300noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775300563363899039.post-8998628280011232772011-12-09T09:13:33.151-07:002011-12-09T09:13:33.151-07:00I don't know how I chanced upon this writing, ...I don't know how I chanced upon this writing, but I couldn't tear myself away... I would like to read more.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775300563363899039.post-53506553391767064522011-08-13T08:48:50.157-06:002011-08-13T08:48:50.157-06:00Very interesting, I love Julio Cortázar too his wr...Very interesting, I love Julio Cortázar too his writing is uniqueAds From the Pasthttp://adsfromthepast.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775300563363899039.post-90296352329336516992011-05-27T12:51:39.726-06:002011-05-27T12:51:39.726-06:00I am more curious why your relationship ended and ...I am more curious why your relationship ended and if you're still in love with him. Cause I am and I am lost. I don't know what to do. I'm in pain.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775300563363899039.post-38948403237287518592011-05-03T18:54:22.922-06:002011-05-03T18:54:22.922-06:00loved the post, and the title too! :Ploved the post, and the title too! :PKiranhttp://twitter.com/kiran_karnatinoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775300563363899039.post-55886034394160050512011-03-29T15:37:27.777-06:002011-03-29T15:37:27.777-06:00@Alma - definitely.
When you commute, you get to...@Alma - definitely. <br /><br />When you commute, you get to collect bits of life. I tend to lose a lot of mine, or else I find them years later in dusty Word documents with non-specific titles (example: today I found one titled "Story1" - how useful was that? Good job, Amy). <br /><br />Sometimes I do get to save them. When I used to commute on the D.C. metro, I remember staring intensely at the metro map and playing games with it in my head, with the colors of the lines and the intersections... and later I wrote something about the idea of structure within random travel. Not sure where it is now (sigh), but it felt good to write and feels good to recall it.<br /><br />Thanks for commenting.Amy Segretihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14936316416021360050noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775300563363899039.post-43860910383056221662011-03-29T15:11:23.859-06:002011-03-29T15:11:23.859-06:00A few years ago, I used to commute from the DTC--b...A few years ago, I used to commute from the DTC--by bus--for about 1 1/2 each way. I took one bus a short distance to transfer to another bus. That bus was the vehicle that got me to my transfer point, which was always characterized by a mad dash that was often futile. The middle bus--the #40--was the bulk of my commute. It's an unpleasant bus, mostly, full of smelly characters--always packed. I'd get on, scoot, put on my music, and stubbornly stare out the window (in some effort to forget how much I felt like a sardine). <br /><br />I actually miss those days now that I have the luxury of a space that is mine--that has quiet and a decent view--and space to write as I want. Back then, my music and the world...and the people--the guy I still refer to as Conan (a crush)--would find their way onto little post-it notes soiled with remnants from my work as a recruiter. Poems, ideas. But, mostly, even when I didn't jot something down, I was writing in my head. <br /><br />Sometimes, the best tool for writing is your heart.Almahttp://talesfrommidair.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775300563363899039.post-78840904424606602042011-03-22T18:23:05.584-06:002011-03-22T18:23:05.584-06:00Dear John,
I wanted to believe you, until I saw y...Dear John,<br /><br />I wanted to believe you, until I saw you sold plastic wine glasses. No one would willingly choose plastic wine glasses. You are full of spam. Shame on you.<br /><br />AmyAmy Segretihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14936316416021360050noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775300563363899039.post-14212795092402154592011-03-22T05:49:29.753-06:002011-03-22T05:49:29.753-06:00I just love your blog post. Your way of writing is...I just love your blog post. Your way of writing is remarkable.<br />-<a href="http://www.swishindustry.com.au/" rel="nofollow">Plastic Wine Glasses</a>JS Grame-Smith https://www.blogger.com/profile/08044980824246466664noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775300563363899039.post-61833545189428595922011-01-24T16:31:22.332-07:002011-01-24T16:31:22.332-07:00@Raising Flares - Toys on our board games? You are...@Raising Flares - Toys on our board games? You are much too kind. ;)<br /><br />@Rebecca - So beautiful. Thank you for sharing!<br /><br />@konstanze1 - I love when things like that happen... our olfactory memory is so little acknowledged as valuable, useful, poignant memory.<br /><br />@Hal - I appreciate your comment about my journal! I so understand what you mean about translation... it really irritates me when we just make whatever we like into English. I'll check out your post, for sure. Thanks for stopping over.Amy Segretihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14936316416021360050noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775300563363899039.post-78802077397623790702010-12-16T21:31:36.199-07:002010-12-16T21:31:36.199-07:00“Don’t tell me the moon is shining; show me the gl...“Don’t tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass.” – Anton Chekhov<br /><br />*^*^*<br /><br />It's a great quote, it's a wonderful quote...<br /><br />But, boy, it's not exactly what Chekhov wrote.<br /><br />I just did <a href="http://www.halobrien.com/2010/12/16/translation-weirds-language/" rel="nofollow">my own post</a> on this.<br /><br />On the other hand, tracking the quote about led me here -- and your journal is interesting enough I think I can call that a win.Halhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06611171451570627041noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775300563363899039.post-92035503230574801952010-12-16T06:13:08.290-07:002010-12-16T06:13:08.290-07:00Scent is so fundamental to memory - the first time...Scent is so fundamental to memory - the first time I sang a real role in a real opera onstage was at a festival in Arkansas when I was nineteen. At the time, I was using VaVoom shampoo, because I liked the smell. Fifteen years later, someone walked by me in NYC smelling of VaVoom and I was instantly back in the mountains near Eureka Springs, waiting to go onstage.<br /><br />Thanks for this post.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775300563363899039.post-65894367177711351622010-11-05T19:42:32.941-06:002010-11-05T19:42:32.941-06:00I really like when my boyfriend hugs me goodbye in...I really like when my boyfriend hugs me goodbye in the morning because I can smell him on me after he leaves. I always prolong taking a shower (I work remotely now) for that reason alone. <br /><br />Great post.Rebeccahttp://modite.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775300563363899039.post-87763538871914435572010-11-05T17:36:43.321-06:002010-11-05T17:36:43.321-06:00"It meant countless things he already knew, t..."It meant countless things he already knew, that I just wanted to stop proving."<br /><br />Really .. give yourself a break. Don't over analyze or imagine that men do. We don't. Women can get away with murder ... literally :-)<br /><br />If you(women) only knew just what passengers in your trains we are .... where you lead we follow. The good followers, or the often lead, consider themselves leaders .. but the reality is that we are toys on your boardgames.Raising Flareshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05096570956668235996noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775300563363899039.post-63441677176596856912010-10-04T13:52:34.366-06:002010-10-04T13:52:34.366-06:00Welcome back lovey...just in time for leaves falli...Welcome back lovey...just in time for leaves falling, pumpkin baking and temperatures dropping. Keep smiling!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18392395857021887444noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775300563363899039.post-20999857012009269602010-09-21T14:27:41.746-06:002010-09-21T14:27:41.746-06:00kudos to you for your article in InMadrid! that is...kudos to you for your article in InMadrid! that is awesome! Are you doing the tutoring thing again or are you working out there now?Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02960521552829195939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775300563363899039.post-20040362899065753932010-09-04T04:30:18.000-06:002010-09-04T04:30:18.000-06:00I like! You've found just the right words for ...I like! You've found just the right words for this. And the new look's lovely too. Nice work lady.Sarahttp://sas.explore-the-world.netnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775300563363899039.post-31804267521543298472010-08-03T11:41:08.927-06:002010-08-03T11:41:08.927-06:00Love it! I am going to take this advice from Septe...Love it! I am going to take this advice from September. Love Jamie. XxxJamie Lambertnoreply@blogger.com