The fictional autobiography of Liam Brodentel…


Thanks For the Memories

Maybe True, Mostly Metaphor Part XXI You know what the sign of bad travel writing is, reader? When the author keeps describing different places in the same way over and over again. When every forest is green with a lushness that radiated warmth and life and every city they visit is described as a bustling…

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New Horizons

Maybe True, Mostly Metaphor Part XX Reader, do you ever find yourself working towards one goal, only to realize–after you’re nearly done–that the work was in vain? It can be hard to accept at first. So hard, in fact, that some people will fight and argue and look for other ways to justify their work–to…

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Just Can’t Contain Yourself

Maybe True, Mostly Metaphor Part XVIII If you take a cargo ship, reader, and slowly start replacing the legitimate cargo with illicit goods one container at a time, at what point does it stop being a cargo ship and start being a criminal outfit? When does a cargo ship become a smuggling ship? With the…

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Once You See It

Maybe True, Mostly Metaphor: Part XVII “We have to go save him.” Elise was fighting down her panic, holding it just under the surface like a looming sea creature. You could see it’s shadow, but the outline was blurry, the full immensity of it unrealized as it lurked below the waterline and circled the delicate…

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Brave New Worlds

Maybe True, Mostly Metaphor: Part XVI Perspective and perception are strange concepts, reader. We’ve talked before about how big the world is–how each person you see or pass by has their own lifetime full of stories. Entire sagas of joy and sadness and heroes and villains that you might not ever realize. We’ve discussed how…

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Shikata Ga Nai, Que Sera Sera, C’est La Vie, Insert Romantic Excuses Here

Ok, disclaimer. The story you’re about to read is not the next chapter of Maybe True, Mostly Metaphor. I know I promised to do a chapter every two weeks. And that lasted all of…10 weeks. Unfortunately, as the title states, Shikata ga nai. It’s Japanese for “it cannot be helped” or, in more prosaic terms,…

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Training For the Future

Maybe True, Mostly Metaphor Part XIV “We’ll go out the back!” Laurents yelled over his shoulder as he darted down the hallway and up a flight of stairs. I was unconsciously rubbing the feeling back into my wrists after being tied up, but my short relief at freedom was violently replaced with a fleeting cacophony…

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Popping Balloons

Maybe True, Mostly Metaphor Part XIII Reader. What the heck? We all know by now how this normally starts. I ask you a question that helps you relate to what’s about to happen in my story. We have a fun, interesting dialogue about some big idea or feeling or something going on in the world. Some observation…

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Captiv…ated

Maybe True, Mostly Metaphor Part XII Have you ever felt threatened by the entire world around you, reader? I’m not talking about a specific, short term threat to your life—like being chased by a lion through the African Savannah. No, I mean in a more general, foreboding sense. The lurching feeling in your stomach that…

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Think Big, Feel Small

Maybe True, Mostly Metaphor Part XI “Wooshikwai!” “Uhm…I…wooshi?” “Dway! Wooshikwai!” The man’s face twisted in frustration and impatience. “I’m sorry..Uh, dway…boo…chi,” I muttered, struggling to form the desperate few Mandarin words I had learned over the past few weeks, “I don’t know, yes—er…Dway. ‘Wuxi’ is where I’m trying to go. You know the city? Wuxi?”…

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Textbook Takeoff

Maybe True, Mostly Metaphor Part X We stood there, the three of us, in front of the fully inflated hot air balloon. The name Candlewind wrapped around the lower edge of the light fabric. In the pre-dawn light, you could only really see its beauty when the burner roared to life, giving the balloon a…

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Conflicted

Maybe True, Mostly Metaphor Part IX I have to warn you, reader. This is the chapter where it starts.  You know. It. The final thing that makes a story a story. Characters? Check. Setting? Got it. Plot? Conflict?  That’s what I’m about to tell you now. And as any good reader knows, the plot and…

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Sonder

Maybe True, Mostly Metaphor Part VIII Identity is an interesting concept, reader. The idea that we can use one word or phrase to describe an entire human being’s existence, the whole of their experiences, wants, desires, interests, personality, what makes a person a person—is more than just silly. And yet, we do it every day…

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Snide Character

Maybe True, Mostly Metaphor Part VII “Hi, are you a librarian?” I queried the woman focused on a book behind the desk. “No, I’m only pretending to be one because I’m casing the joint for a heist. Libraries are renowned in the criminal world for their vaults of cash,” she replied without looking up from…

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New Message

Maybe True, Mostly Metaphor Part V “Brazilian?” “Nope, man. Try again.” “Hey Moog, why haven’t you asked the big guy about becoming manager of this place?”  It was a slower night, only a few diners at the bar. One guy who had become a regular no longer asked me for specific drinks but instead just…

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Sleepless Outside Seattle

Maybe True, Mostly Metaphor pt IV “Dang man, that’s wild. You think you’ll ever see Alice or your bike again?” Moog asked me. “I doubt it, I have no idea how I would get ahold of her. Hey, can you show me again how to slice this salmon roll?” I was in a sushi restaurant,…

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Spider Storm Soliloquy

Maybe True, Mostly Metaphor part III Reader, have you ever felt like you’ve lost all sense of control over your life? As though you were tumbling helplessly forward—a rock thrown off a cliff with nothing solid to grab onto, nothing to arrest your fall? A slave to natural laws who, in their merciless reign, turn…

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Fly It Like You Stole It

Maybe True, Mostly Metaphor pt II: Impact (Read Part I: Wonder, here) First things first. I have a confession to make. Earlier, I told you that I had chartered a hot air balloon to start my search. Well, that’s not 100% accurate. I know, I know, we’re one chapter into my story and I’ve already…

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Maybe True, Mostly Metaphor

Chapter I: Wonder Close your eyes and imagine your younger self. How young? That age where you believed anything was possible. When you wanted to be an astronaut-veterinarian-singer moonlighting as mad scientist when you grew up (and don’t you pretend like you never believed something like that). Ok, you there yet? Good. Now, open your…

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