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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?

I apologize for breathing your air…

In which I share a brief timeline of the world before, and slightly after, I entered it… Continue reading

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On Witnessing What May or May Not Have Been Chuck Norris

Wherein I may or may not have seen Chuck Norris sitting in a parked car… Continue reading

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Improv Exercises

A dream I had the other night: I was waiting outside a friend’s apartment for her the to get home, even though I didn’t recognize this particular apartment complex at all. The only reason I knew it was hers is … Continue reading

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Me and my ‘Rona

I don’t know if I mentioned this, but I quit smoking for good this past October 3rd, 2019. My wife was preparing for an elective surgery and it was suggested that she quit smoking prior to; smoking constricts the blood … Continue reading

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“I Can See All the Little Things/That Once Could Keep Me Whole”

I am… concerned. My mother; my wonderful, insightful, empathetic, awesome mother – is concerning me. She posted this picture to social media this morning, and I get it. I’ve seen similar postings from similarly-minded people encouraging our President to continue … Continue reading

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“I’m joining the circus/I’m running away/The people I won’t know/The places I won’t stay”

“Everything has changed… Absolutely nothing’s changed.” I sometimes wonder how others measure their lives. Many become parents and measure through their children, some use a corporate ladder as their meter stick, some stack accolades. I don’t know. I like words. … Continue reading

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“A walking open wound / a choking display of bruises”

“And I don’t believe that I’m getting any better…” I’ve been so busy. So blissfully busy. It helps, so much. Until it abates. Then I’m left with me, trying to entertain myself. Trying to determine a course of action that … Continue reading

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“It’s funny / because it’s not”

My dreams are so vivid, so passionate. How many times in the past year or so have I woken myself up because I was laughing or crying or screaming in my dreams? It’s a lot. I’ve chronicled many of them … Continue reading

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“Pieces of man / I’m learning the hard way what I am”

Every day seems to get a little better. Hard work is paying off, accomplishments are piling up, little victories are being recorded in the footnotes. And I feel nothing. Success is never easy on me; any type of achievement is … Continue reading

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“Because you’re god-damned ugly, Bob.”

Wherein I laugh about comedy… Continue reading

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