Random musings from G. M. Lupo.
Tag: essays
Southern NeoRealism: A Working Draft
The Square, Decatur, Georgia, 9 August 2009. I’m formulating a definition of my writing style based on my recent work, which has been focused on my hometown of Atlanta. The name I’ve devised is Southern NeoRealism and I’m working to develop characteristics of it, based on common themes in my writing. For instance, a character’s … Continue reading Southern NeoRealism: A Working Draft
Old White Guys
The carving at Stone Mountain. As a soon-to-be old white guy, I’m here to say, our time in the sun is rapidly coming to a close. Oh, don’t worry, a lot of us will still have most of the money and a good deal of the influence, but our days of throwing our weight around, … Continue reading Old White Guys
To Script or not to Script
Times Square, NYC, sometime around 1989. With the closing of the theaters due to Covid-19, opportunities for playwrights, and, especially, emerging playwrights have become few and far between. There have been many readings and performances staged for Zoom and other conference platforms, but it will most likely be a very long time before performing venues … Continue reading To Script or not to Script
Fifty-seven
The only constant is change. Age seven; fifty years ago. In the past, I tended to make a big deal out of each birthday, taking time off from work and scheduling activities to help me celebrate. This year, I have a lot of unscheduled time off and nowhere to go, since everything is shut down … Continue reading Fifty-seven
Words Words Words Cover Art
Cover artwork for Words Words Words, compiled works.
Little League, Graphic
Decatur Square, 9 August 2009
Survival Game
The human race is the only species I’m aware of that’s actively committing suicide. We know we’re having a detrimental effect on the planet and no one seems to care. Much of the population is unconcerned with the welfare of the planet because they’re more focused on exploiting it for material wealth, or on accruing … Continue reading Survival Game
Losing It
Above, 2009 Decatur Beer Fest, somewhere in the neighborhood of three hundred fifteen pounds (photographer unknown). My weight has been a consistent concern for most of my life. I have a rather large bone structure and what can probably be described as a barrel chest, so I’ve always been able to get away with carrying … Continue reading Losing It
