Gretchen

“i often wonder at what point my thoughts cease to be my reality and simply merge with my dreams to become my fiction, my life.”
― Scott C. Holstad, Distant Visions, Again and Again

“The fact that we are still sitting on and depending on technical protocols nearly a half century old is a testament to the genius of those who invented everything from such inventions, protocols and standards like Ethernet to personal computers that were more than just circuit boards for geeks, but actually had small GUI interfaces, as well as connected devices such as a mouse and keyboard.”
― Scott C. Holstad

“I wish to walk arm in arm, hand in hand without your fears pervading, without my feeling that others are staring. I wish to lose the fog and retain you, your radiance, your strength, your essence.”
― Scott C. Holstad, Shadows Before the Maiming

“Poets may be the “unacknowledged legislators” but I don’t know if we’re that important. My fear overwhelms me at times; I gave you my fear, a withered gift. You are the true poet of the family. You gave me the cry of a baby in its mother’s arms, cotton candy at the circus, John Cage exhibits at the museum, lying under the light of the full moon. You gave me Fellini films and old Romances, a glass of Burgandy in a darkened restaurant where lovers cling to hope of passion and contentment. You gave me hope and love, but most of all, you gave me poetry.”
― Scott C. Holstad, Places