North of Onhava

Official Website of Novelist and Screenwriter James Greer

Month: September, 2011

Fables of the Deconstruction

Rufous Knicks, rampant in blue serge suit and hairs-cut, stepped down the wobbly back shell of Forever Corner like a king descending to court. That or another like sentence would mark well to begin this history in old days whereof I have understood some, having lived for petty times in that epoch. I do not […]

Matter and Memory

  Is your name Hyacinth? Do you bloom in pairs? I ask a flower question I expect the leaves to turn. There’s blood in the dirt. There’s an easier road To the moss-covered ruin, where for a few months We didn’t sleep from fear of sprayed guts Or sudden bullets. It’s all mixed up, you […]

Mansion of the Aching Hearts

What was I born for? thought Thomas, sitting at his desk, copying the last few lines of his work. What was anybody born for? The sun had long since floated past the lid of his window, over the gray slate roof, and begun to set. He could see its rubescent face reflected in the windows […]

Transmission Mist

  I could break the shell of myself, if you want, or you could try to fail. Here’s how the thing works: some injustice must be left un-righted. Some tumescent flaw must be kept in the perfectly silvered surface of your Venetian mirror, set in the bark of a living tree. In a stand of […]

Protestant Desire

From the vast North of Onhava archives:     “Full of grace my ass. Every one of them too goddamn tall. And doubtless crazy as swans. ” The young man was annoyed. He banged his bottle on the wet wood of the bar. “Perhaps that’s true, but you didn’t stick around long enough to find […]

The Edicule

  In with the good, out with the bad. But it’s not air of which the teacher speaks. Something more valuable. Essence. Out with ignorance, in with wisdom. Knowledge of the self means knowledge of things hidden in plain sight. When you can see what’s in front of you these hidden things will be revealed. […]

Paradise Is Not So Bad

  Gardenias. Heavy scent borne on the evening breeze, through two windows facing the street. The red Mercedes had seemed to come out of nowhere. “Listen. I met a girl.” In fading sun the row of bougainvillea overflowing chain link fence across the street flushes pinkly, nodding (sweet, demure) at passersby. “I love Dave, don’t […]

The Man Called Marriage

As many of you know the trivium derives from the introductory curriculum in many medieval universities, where it involved the study of grammar, rhetoric, and logic. The word is Latin in derivation, perhaps obviously, and literally means the place where three (tri-) roads (via) meet. Our modern word trivia is loosely, and I think unfairly, […]

Moriae Encomium

  “[I] laugh at the vanities and the fopperies of the time, to see men so empty of virtuous actions, to hunt so far after gold, having no end of ambition; to take such infinite pains for a little glory, and to be favoured of men…. Some to desire to be obeyed in many provinces, […]

Water Music

Theme music: “Car Wash”