F Scott Fitzgerald Age of Manhattan

  Gideon’ Sphere By Jacob Malewitz 2nd draft 5/4/07 A new blog, Cities of New York Columbia, 200 Blue Vest, 2 short stories “Gideon,” he looked perplexed, “that’s my name.” “Gideon,” he looked confident, being a shadow this could be called odd,“that’s my name, too.”  “You don’t look like you belong here.” “I don’t belong anywhere.”  “Are you dead?” “Time is fleeting.” “That doesn’t answer my question.” “Yes, it does.” Gideon was the only person in the room with a shadow, an archaic thing, confusing for those unfamiliar with the process involved in a man’s own shadow speaking. Gideon’s shadow had evolved into something less benign.  The place was full of people, just standing in a circle, there eyes all white, no hints of any other color.  They had a blackness of the soul that would make one sick if they looked close enough But no shadows beamed to the sides of them, no clues as to whether they had a soul. Is the shadow a gateway into the mind? Or just a web of l...

 The Short Story and the Essay     By Jacob Malewitz Escaflowne Heir to Swords, 100 Blue Vest, 500 2 Black Jacket, 200  Where does the short story end and begin? You must call building. You are always building with short stories. You are always selling with short stories. You must always call the balance with non-fiction, especially creative non-fiction. If you call creative non-fiction, you call the essay. If you call the essay, you call the book. If you call the book, you call profit. Profit is fleeting. Hope is not. How much do you want to make off your short story? What can you get from writing this short story? You get broken essay hope; you get some fear; you get some demons calling you out to write endlessly. You can experience emotion far better with writing than with television. All things should respect the short story art. The short story art is divine. If you call the short story too much, you call emotions to much. You live off the emotions. It brin...