I used to make my English students at Northern Michigan do the old “what three dead people would you have at a dinner party and why and what would you serve for dinner” writing prompt thing. I knew they’d seen it before, but it told me a lot about my students.
I only know I’d have Jung and Einstein so far, and my menu is still in formation. I think I’d have a musician or comedian for my third. Dylan isn’t dead yet, maybe Elvis or Robin Williams. And still not sure what we’d eat. Jesus would be interesting (even though I don’t necessarily think he was the”son of God” but my inclination is still to lighten the party. Or I might go with Hemingway or F. Scott. Gees, a woman would be nice. Virginia Woolf or Janis Joplin? Too heavy. Still want someone to entertain. Not really impressed with political or activist do-gooders–always suspicious of them. Some sort of superiority about them. But Jung and Einstein for sure.
I’m on the road today but I’m thinking of you all. Happy Tuesday.
Tell me about your dinner party…
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I love words so I write them. I’ve been doing that since I was old enough to read. I am a published literary writer and I was an adjunct English professor at Northern Michigan University for many years. I write and live and love off the grid on 35 acres and a trout stream in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula with my son, Joshua, who has Down Syndrome, and with an English Shepherd dog named Maggie, and with my husband when he can make it here which isn’t often. This blog started out being about my work, and it will continue to be. ( I’m working on a novel about premonitions and dreams.) But this blog is also about living off the grid and about my experimentation with diet—most recently the Carnivore Diet. I started on the Ketogenic diet, but have moved into Carnivore. How long, I don’t know. But I’ve become interest in the effects of diet on not just my health, but on creativity. And I’m interested in the effects of the diet on my dreams.
Ah, dreams... The day before my son was born, my mother “dreamed” or was told my son would have Down Syndrome, something she told my brother ahead of time. I’ve never known what to make of that. So I’m interested in prophetic dreams, lucid dreaming, creativity and dreams, night terrors. Who isn't interested in that? I’m interested in Freud (more Jung) and Einstein’s theories of time and how their ideas inform my dreams. I’m interested in mining a deeper relationship with a dream world not confined to daytime experiences, and how the night might inform a more fully imagined daytime “reality.” And vice-versa. Which is the dream?? I’m exploring dreams of all sorts. Come explore with me…
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L.E.K. 
I was just talking with a friend about Robin Williams. I could not watch any of his movies for about a year after he died. Many stars that have passed far too young broke my heart but not like him passing.
Yes, I showed my students Dead Poet’s Society right after that–they just loved it. The world seemed so much sadder after he died. Like a light left the world. I dream about comedians — crazy thing. I guess because they are the smartest people on the planet and I love that they make me laugh. You are right. There was just something about his passing…