Paul was small shells becoming houses in a matter of weeks.

Paul was the satisfaction of a hammer hitting a nail.

Paul was put up in a nearby motel. As he traveled light, he had no tools of his own & borrowed a belt of slightly worn, but workable, tools for daily use.

 

He could take orders well, and work within the commands to get task completed in a creative and time effective manner. He could rethink repeated processes and improve upon energy expended. Assembly lines and such. Landscapes created.

Paul was on the carpentry crew. There were individual crews for each aspect of the home construction, surveyors, masons pouring concrete, framers, roofers, electricians wiring the places, crews insulating and sheet rocking, et cetera.

 

There was one guy who just put handles on the cabinets.

 

Each job the same repeated motion completing steps in one house, moving to the next. The work never done. As if always working on the same house, the same job, putting that stud in not quite at 16’’ on center, a nail bent at the same junction in each déjà vu.

 

Paul hit nails with a hammer.

Paul was a new suburb. Levittown cut through flat former farm field. Manifest destiny in poured concrete and ranch style homes.

Paul was comfortable with manual labor. Simple instructions; move this there; demo that room; conjugate the verb to fit the proper tense; three 2×4’s from the bile hoisted up to the second floor; get more nails; move the ladder.

 

& lunch from a pail.

Paul was once told never to use the sentence construction “x of y” as in “motion of diesel” or “tears of sadness.” It was just too easy.

Paul was to do:

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  • expand story
  • include more particulars
  • map story arch
  • plot is the usage of “and then”
  • include flash forwards
  • repeat
  • milk, OJ, beer
  • play with pacing
  • variations on a form
  • links & such
  • Aunit Lori still has a burn scar from that day
  • secondary characters
  • action
  • chapters or volumes?
  • update alternative pages, “Paul was about” “Paul was Chris”