I Did Learn What I Didn't Know

For Me, Writing Is Not A Search For Explanations But A Ramble In Quest Of What Informs A Place, A Hunt For Equivalents.

A True Journey, No Matter How Long The Travel Takes, Has No End.

The Lewis And Clark Tale Has All The All The Elements That One Would Want To Put Into A Movie. It Has The, Continual Threat For Life; It's Got The Thread Of Indians; It's Got Disease. It Has Daily Risk Where These Men May Go Under The Water. It's Got The Fight With The Elements. It's Got The El The Role Of The Unknown Continually Threatening Them.

The Hotel Was Once Where Things Coalesced, Where You Could Meet Both Townspeople And Travelers. Not So In A Motel. No Matter How You Build It, The Motel Remains The Haunt Of The Quick And Dirty, Where The Only Locals Are Chamber Of Commerce Boys Every Fourth Thursday. Who Ever Heard The Returning Traveler Exclaim Over One Of The Great Motels Of The World He Stayed In? Motels Can Be Big, But Never Grand.

Life Doesn't Happen Along Interstates. It's Against The Law.