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Kato McNickle
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Playwright :::: Artist :::: Dog Wrangler
Playwright :::: Artist :::: Dog Wrangler

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You haven't written your play until you've rewritten your play, a lesson in folly
Me and young Eugene O'Neill laughing it up in New London. This is an actual series of correspondence from a fellow who has written his first play to me.  Other than obscuring names, this is how the conversation went. When you wonder why literary departments...

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My Date with Lost in Space
What you have to understand about me and Lost in Space is that it was my first favorite show. It was the reason I knew what day of the week it was and why I learned to tell time at age five. I had no concept of cancellation. While I had outgrown the notion ...

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Page Turners (or not)
This is my list and stories regarding 10 books that influenced me.  ____________________ To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee:  This gem came to mind first, although I have never finished it. It was assigned in my high school English class, and I did enjoy...

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Reason and Unreason in The Bacchae
“…the only true crime against the Greek gods was to dishonour
them denying their power.”   David Wiles, Greek Theatre Performance What is reasonable?   Is it reasonable to assume that a young woman claiming to have been
impregnated by Zeus, even though that...

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Behind the Lens || Iceland's Ice Caves

Today was a mixture of both pleasure and pain. Exploring some of the Ice Caves in the south part of Iceland has been high on my to do list for a number of years, and they sure didn't disappoint. Such amazing colors and reflection that hopefully I did justice through my images once I get around to editing them.

But before the pleasure of exploring one of these caves, came the pain. Wearing crampons and being roped in while descending into one of the caves, I slipped and while the fall was small, my ice Axe that was attached on my harness managed to catch a lip of ice and jettison into a pair of my ribs. Do they hurt? Absolutely. Are they broken? Not sure just yet. But as I work to get things sorted from my side of this incident, I just want to remind all of you to be careful out there. Sometime even the most prepared can have a bad day.
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History isn't just a thing in a book
The following is from a handwritten note, sealed in plastic
with newspaper clippings, given to me by my mother when I was an adult. She was
twenty-years-old when she composed this. _____________________________________  Nov. 22, 1963 I was at home with Di...

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