What is the topic du jour? I’ve heard so many clever ideas brought up in the past week that I don’t think there can be a genuinely good thought for another week or so, because the cosmos need to recharge after such bursts of creativity. It ain’t easy being a seemingly random assortment of gases, … Continue reading Just Keep Typing: Pt. 1
The key to successfully lighting a cigarette in the wind is the same as winning a bike race. With your back to the wind, lower your head and kick it up.
While the last birds of Autumn fly in sparse flocks, a semi-load of hundreds of pallets heads south, followed by a gravel truck, a Chevy sedan, a Dodge minivan, a Jeep and two red Toyota pickups.
Broken monkey bridges, a discarded flute case, a squeaky Gatorade bottle. Screeching metal moans irreverence as a young fiction author stands, speaks with a tremble, microphone necessary. Excellent resonance would facilitate unamplified words, but this place clanks around and sops up sounds in piles of waves. People viewing the reading turn their heads towards the … Continue reading Honey Badger
I am currently charged with the task of reading a great deal of John Donne’s poetry, and I will after I complete this post. When I have something to do and I have not yet begun, I feel a shock of dread for the unknown, regardless of my measure of research or mental preparation. Before … Continue reading A Bell Tolls at Midnight