Meow-Moirs & Other Jazz

Written by Ari Dane

Would that words that flowed as freely to compose the individual chapters might come to me now to describe the whole, which, as oft been stated, is hopefully greater than the sum of it’s parts.

Is it autobiographical? Maybe. I’m just not sure if it’s my life or one of my characters.

I’m not even sure if we should call the sections, “chapters”. Maybe they’re more like songs or vignettes, or essays, or poems or little plays and dialogues and monologues or riffs or rants or thought balloons like in the Sunday paper comic strips that float above the characters heads and then evaporate into the ether.

If the nature of creativity; conversations with the neighbors cats; a blue jay who channels Jackie Leonard; musings on the circle; ghosts of departed pets; reality vs. illusion; aphids vs. ladybugs; the definitive description of New Age; and the hidden meanings of the color codes on our recyclable garbage cans sound right up your alley…then this is the book for you.