A Writer’s Confession Although I truly love where I live (city and neighborhood), I have this recurring dream of moving into a cabin in the woods. The cabin, as I envision it, is close to a wide stream that runs year-round. But here’s the part where the confession come in: I want my cabin in […]
Catching Books I grew up in the days of the Carneige libraries. If you don’t know who or what those were: A Carnegie library is a library built with money donated by Scottish-American businessman and philanthropist Andrew Carnegie. A total of 2,509 Carnegie libraries were built between 1883 and 1929, including some belonging to public […]
The last time I saw the Milky Way throw snowy garlands across the sky was on a moonless night in western Nebraska. Dark bands ran river-like through streaming starlight, the interstellar dust playing hide-n-seek with stars beyond. The brightest area seen from my Earth-bound perch was towards Sagittarius, the Great Archer – the one who […]
Lone Jack In the half-century since I last saw you, I’ve never once thought about writing your story. It’s not that I didn’t care. It’s that I didn’t really know you. But recently, documents came into my hands – ones mom had saved for years. Finally, some of my questions were answered. Some remained. Let […]
I I stood where he stood. My fingers traced the lines. Big horn sheep, mountain lion, shaman, woman, water. Desert varnish chipped away, a story left behind. Done so long ago I could only guess at the tale: vision or hunt, seen or dreamed? As for the storyteller himself, only the ancestors can say. But […]
2 is for tangoes 2 is a highway 2 is the uptown bus 2 is shorthand: 2nite, 2late, 2fast 2 is a number: 2 tickets, 2 thoughts, 2 cats 2 is this-and-that: salt-pepper, sun-moon, up-down 2 is you-me 2 is stay-go
Was That It, or Was It Pizza Night? Was I the only one who grew up with red-checked tableclothes? Not for every day, mind you, but for picnics and “Italian” nights. Since I don’t really like spaghetti, I’m thinking it must have been mom making her version of pizza. Which was: get a can of […]
Do You Know Your True North? I read an article in the Harvard Business Review titled How to Have a Year That Matters. While the HBR seems an unlikely place to find inspiration, this piece hit home. In it, the reader is encouraged to bypass the humdrum to explore meaningful questions like “what’s your true […]