When people ask about my process,
I say I just write like the dickens.
Not that I write like Dickens
or any of the Dickenses, including
his mother Elizabeth and his
grandmother Elizabeth,
nor do I write like Dick Enns,
who, on June 2, 2012, says his obituary,
“eased out of this life
into the waiting arms of Jesus
with his loving family by his side”
though I would like to write
like his obituary writer.
Would that I would have the grace
at any Dick Ennses’ ends
to pen “eased out of this life
into the waiting arms of Jesus”!
Would that any of us would.
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