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When Books Die

We’ll likely live to see the day when books in paper form are no longer published. I don’t want books to die. Ever since I was a pre-teen...

Grandmother: But One Mere Glance

She has always been my buoy, a safe harbor to anchor. I know exactly where to find her: Reading the newspaper in the rust-colored, swivel...

Why We Don't Write

As writers we know why we write, but sometimes we don’t write. Those times of nonscribbling can also be valuable. Some of many reasons...

In the Thick of It: Why We Write

Do you know why, when it happens, you are called to write? For fun, I took a personality test on FB. The wizards behind the test proudly...

Let's Talk About Recalibration

Since being away on summer holiday, I've felt a platonic shift such that, upon returning home, I could no longer step back into the...

The Season of Filling the Well

Guilt is precious. It can ride our ass and snap the whip just hard enough to entice production. I've felt guilt. I've produced what I...

11 Books on My Nightstand

At a rate of two pages a night before my eyes droop, I might finish reading these by 2030. Nonetheless, game on! 1. Tinkers by Paul...

Joy Smells Like Piss on the Seine

Joy looks like... Connor, the dog, shredding a coconut. A hot pink bougainvillea tree wild and gorgeous, free of the landscapers...