Miracle Myx Catches Fire

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"It's been a while," Myx said.

"Define 'a while,'" I eloquently replied.

"More than reasonable--for a reasonable person, that is."

"Which makes this...?"

"I guess perfectly reasonable--for you," Myx said.

"Good. Well, the reason for our reappearance is--"

"To let all my Myx fans know that MIRACLE MYX is finally available in the Kindle format. Only 10 bucks--a real bargain and immediatly downloadable. They could be reading today, " Myx said.

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"Anything else you have to say, Myx?"

"Would anyone really have the time for all the wit and wisdom I have to spout, Dave?"

I don't think Myx expected an answer.

Miracle Myx Suspense

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"Here we are," I said.

"Are you trying to be obvious or profound?" Myx asked, almost interested.

"Ambiguous," I answered.

"Well, Dave, you've succeeded."

"I'll explain," I said.

"HELP! Somebody get me outta here!" Myx was shouting.

"Has that ever saved you from one of my explanations, Myx?"

"Always worth a shot."

"I was going to say, here we are a year later. A year after starting this blog. And I wanted to give you the chance to say something to our readers."

"I guess I can do that. I want to wish everyone happy holidays and thanks for being interested in little ol' me, and my sidekick, Dave."

"Sidekick?" I asked.

Miracle Myx Gives Thanks

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"You can hardly see me," said Myx.

"Well enough--I guess."

"This is supposed to be about me, though."

"Myx, it's Thanksgiving; don't you have something to say?" I asked.

"You mean about me thanking everyone who's read MIRACLE MYX, given us good feedback, encouraged us tirelessly, and enjoyed my little adventures here and in the book?"

"Yeah--I think that about covers it, my little friend!" I said.

"Little?" Myx returned.

Miracle Myx Leaves It

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"Fall's really here," Myx said.

"In all its glory!" I thought that was called for.

"Do you know what makes leaves change their color, Dave?"

"Same reason leopards can't change their spots?"

"Now, that makes even less sense than usual," Myx said.

"I must be out of practice," I said.

"So--I take it you really don't want to know about the leaves."

"Why don't we just enjoy them and invite everyone up to Miracle, MA to see the foliage," I said.

"I'd fall for that," Myx said.

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Miracle Myx Gets Tracked

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"Didn't we already do a variation of this?" asked Myx.

"You got something against repetition, Myx?"

"Not when it has a purpose, some deeper meaning, or a tenuous cosmic connection," Myx stated with an air of authority.

"That was for effect, right?"

"Yeah--just for the sound of it," Myx said.

"I thought we'd do the track thing because of the recent accident. Terrible thing that happened in California."

"Are we getting serious here? I mean, don't you want me to complain about maybe getting run over by an oncoming train?"

"That's one way to go, but, let's think today about how we shouldn't take for granted any trip we take safely. About how precious life is."

"You're thinking about Michael today, aren't you, Dave?"

"It's a year today that's he passed. I dedicated MIRACLE MYX to him because he always enjoyed the story, and was the first to read it."

"Let's just look up the tracks as far as we can for a while," Myx said.

And we did.

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Miracle Myx Goes Home

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"We're gonna talk about Miracle, aren't we?

"The town or the phenomenon--all the same to me, Myx."

Of course it wasn't all the same, but sometimes you want to sound like you can roll with any option, be versatile and flexible. I was certainly none of those things. I love regimen, routine, form that fits my preconceived notions. I sure wasn't going to let those little traits paint me into any corners that my mouth could talk my way out of.

"Let's go with the town, Myx."

"MIRACLE MYX takes place in Massachusetts, in a little town named Miracle," Myx said.

"And, why is it named Miracle?"

"That's what its founder, Elbridge Sonnet, named it 250 years ago. Nobody ever knew why. Nobody until I--"

"Why don't we let people find out by reading the book, Myx?"

"Rhetorical question, right? You want me to shut up," Myx said.

"Now that's a miracle I've prayed for," I said.

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Miracle Myx Makes Cutting Remarks

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"I'm sure these were once considered sharp," I said.

"The people who used them were skilled craftsmen, Dave."

"And?" Now why would I say that in that way to Myx. It was sure to open some mental floodgate that I didn't want to listen to.

"Glad you asked," Myx said.

Told you!

Myx continued without a pause or a look to see if I was listening or rolling my eyes: "A craftsman has to be sure of his tools. I'm using the masculine here because in the days these were used, it was all about the man and women had their own crafts, none of which involved what I'm sitting over here."

"You're getting to some point?--get it? point! sharp! get it??" I was pleased at my own wit. OK--so I'm easily amused.

"The men who used these honed them to a razor edge, and often. Sharper than your Ginsu."

"Quit looking at my Ginsu, Myx--you know how shy I am!" Easily amused!

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Miracle Myx Remembers

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"You can hardly tell," Myx said.

"Tell?" I always try to sound smart by echoing something I don't get. Does it work? Almost never, but I never said I learn from my mistakes.

"That this withered thing is an elephant. A joyous one by the looks of it."

"Symbol of what?" I asked. My voice had a hint of joy of its own since I thought this would get us onto the subject I intended.

"The GOP? You're not gonna make this a political statement, are you, Dave?"

"If I knew enough about either party I would ... I mean ... no!"

"Then, reading your transparent motives and feeble associative powers, I'd say you want me to talk about the cliché 'memory like an elephant.'"

"I have powers?" I raised my eyebrows and smiled when I asked that!

Myx ignored me and went on to explain: "Because of my synesthesia, I have a perfect memory, everything crystal clear."

"Can you remember all my other powers?"

"The crystal has gone dark!" Myx said.
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Miracle Myx Gets Patriotic

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"The father of our country," Myx said.

"George?"

"You're on a first-name basis now with someone who's been dead for two hundred years?"

"Seems like an old friend after growing up with him and his stories," I said.

Myx was sitting atop a small metal container carrying a lock of George Washington's hair. Relics of all types have deep-seeded power with us humans. Some believe in their magical abilities, of course. But, even if they just remind us of a person, the way they lived, and the ideals that inspired them--well--what more do you want?

"Stories like throwing the coin across the Potomac," Myx said.

"Or about chopping down the cherry tree," I added.

"Dave, do you have any stories about cherries?"

"The kind you eat?"

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Miracle Myx Makes A Splash

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"Make sure I don't get wet," Myx said.

"You're fine."

"Easy for you to say over there all dry and away from the danger."

"Myx, are you calling a few drops of water danger?"

"Sounds like it, doesn't it?"

"Danger is like I went through during my interview," I said.

"Puuuuullllease don't even bring that up. You made me watch it last night, and I hope I never have to sit through anything like that again."

"It airs again, yanno," I said.

I was talking about the 1/2-hour interview I did for the Worcester cable access station WCCATV-13. I talked about MIRACLE MYX and writing. It airs again today, the 26th at 10:30 AM and 6 PM, and again on the 29th at 5:30 PM.

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"Now who's all wet," Myx said.

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