Hello! You found me, and I’m so glad you’re here!
I’m Steve Seguin, and this is my website, a no-filter place for me to upload my writing (completed or unfinished), thoughts that pop into my head, bits of whimsy, and things that inspire me.
It was inspired by Austin Kleon’s wonderful book “Show Your Work”, a manifesto about sharing your creative process. One of Kleon’s key messages is “Share what you love, and the people who love the same things will find you.”
This site is filled with things I love.
I hope you love them, too.
Caterpillar and Butterfly
“It’s time for you to change,” Mother Butterfly told Caterpillar.
“But I don’t want to change. I want to stay as I am,” Caterpillar said.
“You can’t stay as you are,” Butterfly replied. “Why not?”
“It is the nature of things to transform,” Butterfly told Caterpillar.
“Even if I don’t want to?” Caterpillar asked.
“Even if you don’t want to.”
Jeannie
The following is a draft chapter for a novel tentatively entitled “Jeannie”. It’s a novel about someone falsely accused of murdering someone while they were in high school. They return to the town years later when they receive news that their step-father is dying.
Has anything other than bad news been associated with coffee in a styrofoam hospital cup, Alex wondered. Sure, hospitals had their share of good news – babies being born, test results coming back negative, cancers going into remission – but were those events celebrated with bitter hours – old coffee poured from waiting room urns?
Houdini’s Chain
[Setting: A home whose first floor has been converted into a tea shop. Walter, a man in his mid thirties, is practicing a magic trick (the linking rings, for example). Walter is a stutterer. His stuttering gets worse when he is nervous, but lessens when he gets angry. The phone rings. Walter steels himself before answering.]
Walter:
T- T- Tea for T- Two Tea Shoppe. C – C- Can I help you? Mom? W- What are you – No, I don’t have any kids yet. I know you want g- grandchildren but – No, I’m not being selfish. Why not? Because I’m not married, that’s why! No, I’m not g- gay. I’m not talking about this over the phone. I’m hanging up now. I said I’m hanging up the phone. Goodbye, Mother. I said ‘goodbye’.
[Walter hangs up the phone angrily. He walks over to the stairs and shouts up.]
Walter:
Why don’t you just come downstairs to talk to me?