CLOSE ENCOUNTERS WITH 'MY' MASHED POTATOES IN TWO PARTS
Last night, I had an epiphany for a new short story, and I'm very excited about this! It isn't that I don't have ideas for stories all the time, because I do. No. The epiphany came because, well, I realized my mashed potatoes are finally looking ' right ' to me! Do you remember the movie, 'Close Encounters of the Third Kind?' Remember the scene where Richard Dreyfus was building a plate full of mashed potatoes trying to make something he knew in his spirit was correct, but couldn't put into words, or a plate of mashed potatoes what it was he was trying to show to his wife? Well, last night, I was playing the role of Richard Dreyfus! A few years ago, I gained knowledge of a place that I know inside of me is real, and yet, in a sense, not real at the same time. Inside of me, I know what it is I want to show you, but I can't quite make it connect with my words, because I realize, there are no words to describe the essence of that place. For