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About ericmcclanahan

I am completely average in every way. Average height, average weight, average intelligence, average ethnicity, average American standard of mental illness. Hell, I think I might even be average-aged. I am exceptionally average, and I lead an average life. Why, then, am I incapable of seeing it as anything other than a Fractured Fable of unlimited beauty and horror playing out before me?

Only Scrooge in ‘Scrooged’: Scrapping ‘A Christmas Carol’ in a Christmas Classic 

My Capstone Research Paper to fulfill my Bachelor’s in English Continue reading

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“Must have been mid afternoon…”

Wherein I ask you for One More Day… Continue reading

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Wildcat, The Dancing Village: The Curse Begins, and 100s of Beavers

The short of it: WILDCAT is great, THE DANCING VILLAGE less so, 100s OF BEAVERS, more so. For the long of it, read on… Continue reading

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“How can you still be alive?” – Dethklok

I am writing my memoir, in earnest now, as I tentatively started to about twenty years ago. It’s a long, slow, grueling process, lurching forward in sporadic, drunken spurts. I am, as of this typing, 25k words into it. My … Continue reading

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“Been here before / though there’s something in the air this time…”

I don’t know if your high school experience was like mine, but I often felt unloved, misunderstood, and alien to those around me. I felt like some anomaly in the halls. I wasn’t conventionally attractive, not particularly sharp or acute, … Continue reading

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Riding the Dragon

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“Somebody leaves, someone arrives/Something is gone, and I’m still alive”

A colleague has passed away. Our contemporaries said someone should write something about it; about him. I didn’t actually like him. We had only one interaction and it wasn’t pleasant. By no means am I glad he’s gone; far from … Continue reading

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“Years have proved / to offer nothing since you’ve moved”

Wherein I consider the honesty and pragmatic nature of depression… Continue reading

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“I rarely see you when you’re smiling / it really gets under my skin”

Wherein I share a work in progress about love… Continue reading

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“Shame you left my life so soon, you should have told me, hey, but you left me Far Behind”

Wherein I ponder my cancellation… Continue reading

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