Dead Leaves
November 14. 2023
The Book
The section I am working on now looks so much different when reading everything from primary sources, of which there are a bazillion to choose from, only to discover that what I was always taught and believed has actually morphed into something else entirely.
Imagine a certain section of history as this blue lane, its always been blue and then you discover this green lane that is totally different but yet similar to the blue lane. And that was when everything kind of tilted.
“We are what we pretend to be, so we must be careful about what we pretend to be”—Kurt Vonnegut, Mother Night.
It is the cynicism and biting sarcasm which I found so refreshing and different, full of humorous back-biting soap-opera type drama, nuance and black humor so black, O my gosh, I cannot believe some of this stuff was published, especially during the American Civil War.
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