Hi world,
I got an email that Hoogle transferred my blog to Squarespace management. I believed it and spent time trying to get into this editing mode with SS. No dice.
Thinking about a writing group in Bremerton where we write stuff that does not celebrate a damn thing.
Brem is bleak. You drive up Burwell and as you pass a low-celinged red-painted parking garage, you catch a glimpse of a narrow staircase built into the back corner. Light falls down those cement stairs. It makes me think of rapists, muggists, mugstores. It is creepy. The red walls. Heavy, blocky low ceilings. All the parking spaces. Then there's a Jimmy Johns across the street from the big black fence and the workers tunnel entrance. Across Burwell is a tall chain link fence topped with razor wire. It is like in an Eggers novel about dystopian real tech companies, or a scary Norwegian Nesbo horror book describing the back walk of an Ikea factory. Except it is Bremerton, and behind the fence is a magnificently windowed, historical beauty of a building, a huge shop, and you can see the big stuff inside -- long pipes or stacks of materials, huge spools of stuff, forklifts, dust, pallets, glorious shipbuilding shit. You can see past it to the drydock for submarines. The huge green crane. It's a shipdork's wet dream. It's all bricky and smells like steel. Workers coming out from the tunnel have on Romeos and Carhartts and backpacks with steel cuos in the side pockets. Wide red suspenders. Big bellies and droopy pants cuffs and hardhats. It's so cool. I wish I could go in there and look around. I want to learn about the power plant and see the on base fast food. See where the secret undergroud train to Keyport starts. Look at Port Orchard. Because the best view of the Brem waterfront is of course Port Orchard. You can see the mountains from over there too. It is a good view also just driving in below the cliffs of Charleston. On your way home from the WigWam pub or other forays into Gorst, you breeze right by the pinkish mothballed space vessels, and it's impressive. So near and yet so far.