Fruit On Veneer

David Wolgroch

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This is a collection of some of things that I wrote. Most come from my actual experience or memories of events - frequently elaborated and sometimes adjusted to fit my preferred self-image. Some, I have to admit, are kinda stolen from things that I overheard from people I know who had not realised the rich potential and value of their stories as I did. To them, I apologise.
Of course, this is nothing new. I have been elaborating, adorning and developing imaginative narratives of events to make my life more exciting and appealing to others for a very long time. I am so good at this that frequently I am cannot distinguish between the real and the enhanced memory. The first time this became apparent was in Kindergarten Show & Tell time at Canajoharie Elementary School in upstate New York. The teacher had called my parents in for a talk. She was quite concerned after I told the entire class that my mother sleeps with a bear. Of course, what they did not understand was that this story was much more interesting than telling them that my dad snored like a SOB.
Perhaps it was the first time that I recall elaborating upon something fairly mundane in my mind. The truth is that I am rather common. Strong, perhaps, but common and unrefined. Hence, the adornment.
Indeed, that was why I chose this title. I had initially planned to call this book, Some Short Stuff, which would have been ridiculously accurate but boring. However, an old title came to mind that I had tried to attach to other writings in the past. Fruit on Veneer is somewhat ambiguous they said. "What is veneer anyway," they asked. But, to me it encapsulates how I actually perceive myself: Something fresh, enriching and colourful on a pleasing and refined platter supported by a rather common albeit sturdy foundation. Yup, that sums me up, pretty much. I am not sure if it is a good thing, but there it is.

I hope that you enjoy reading these stories, poems, plays, filmscripts and essays as much as I enjoyed writing them.

Sujets

• Vie de famille
• Parentalité et Éducation des Enfants
• Fiction

Informations

• Publié par: eBookIt.com
• Date de parution: 06 octobre 2020
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781456635602
• Langue: English
• Poids de l'ouvrage: 5 Mo

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FRUIT ON VENEER
 
DAVID WOLGROCH
 
 

FRUIT ON VENEER
 
by
DAVID WOLGROCH
 
 
Copyright 2020 David Wolgroch All Rights Reserved
 
No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means including information storage and retrieval systems, without permission in writing from the author. The only exception is by a reviewer, who may quote short excerpts in a review.
CONTENTS
ABOUT THE TITLE
I.M.E. - AN EXISTENTIAL CV
A GIFT TO FORGET
EPILOGUE
The Story Slam ‘97
A WEDDING POEM
Mali's Legacy
The Palestinian Heart
THE CURIOUS POT
The Curious Pot (film script format)
Flowing with Mahler’s 5th
Living to Wait in Denver
Determination of Subpopulations of Leukocytes Involved in the Synthesis of alpha-1-antitrypsan In Vitro and stuff.
LIKE A STROLL IN THE PARK (SHRINK)
 
ABOUT THE TITLE
This is a collection of some of things that I wrote. Most come from my actual experience or memories of events - frequently elaborated and sometimes adjusted to fit my preferred self-image and impression upon others. Some, I have to admit, are kinda stolen from things that I overheard from people I know who had not realised the rich potential and value of their stories as I did. To them, I apologise.
Of course, this is nothing new. I have been elaborating, adorning and developing imaginative narratives of events to make my life more exciting and appealing for a very long time. I am so good at this that frequently I struggle to distinguish between the real and the enhanced memory. The first time this became apparent was in Kindergarten Show & Tell time at Canajoharie Elementary School in upstate New York. The teacher had called my parents in for a talk. She was quite concerned after I told the entire class that my mother sleeps with a bear. Of course, what they did not understand was that this story was much more interesting than telling them that my dad snored like a SOB.
Perhaps it was the first time that I recall elaborating upon something fairly mundane in my mind. The truth is that I am rather common. Strong - perhaps, but common and unrefined. Hence, the adornment.
Indeed, that is why I chose this title. I had initially planned to call this book, Some Short Stuff, which would have been ridiculously accurate but boring. However, an old title came to mind that I had tried to attach to other writings in the past. Fruit on Veneer is somewhat ambiguous they said. “What is veneer anyway,” they asked? But, to me it encapsulates how I actually perceive myself: Something fresh, enriching and colourful on a pleasing and refined platter supported by a rather common albeit sturdy foundation. Yup, that sums me up, pretty much. I am not sure if it is a good thing, but there it is.
I hope that you enjoy reading these stories, poems, plays, filmscripts and essays as much as I enjoyed writing them.
 
David
 
 
 

 
I.M.E. - AN EXISTENTIAL CV
I was born
The soles of my shoes wear on the outer edge
I am happiest when I do not fit into “the box”
Under no condition will I eat eggs
I I.M. I.M.E.
I rarely do everything others want from me, sometimes do what I want from myself, and frequently want more
Children and animals like me
I appreciate beauty, creativity and sincerity
I I.M. I.M.E.
I may have saved some lives
Jokes are usually funnier in my head than when spoken
I buried a father and buried a mother
The eventuality of death helps me appreciate life
I I.M. I.M.E.
I have kept some secrets
Once, I scooted over to let a young couple sit together on a train
I write for fun
Sometimes I am patient, sometimes not
I I.M. I.M.E.
I have faced danger with courage but cowered before love
Pigeons have power over me
I quit smoking at least 6 times
I have seen hail in the desert and sworn enemies shake hands and a gravedigger cry
I I.M. I.M.E.
I helped in the birth of two dolphins
I hope for the unlikely yet deny the inevitable
I write for fun
Sometimes, I repeat things
I, I AM, I AM ME