I am guessing we’ve hit the apex of the human brain’s ability to hold all the info about the world we’re exposed to each day while, simultaneously, acting in our own small worlds of influence. For example, I read the New York Times most every morning, just the headlines of front-page stories, but I dive […]
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My Short Story of Infinite Jest
Now that I’m kayaking less as well as seeing fewer bands play outside, I’ve wanted to write more, and my manuscript work is less writing, more research, which I hate. So, when Kari from A Grace Full Life asked me about the story behind spending a weekend with writer David Foster Wallace, no less while […]
The Next Steps Inside My Soul
Dragging myself towards an organized interior, now that fall is inescapable.
50 Ways I Am a Badass
There are several topics I should be covering in this post, updates to keep you in the loop of Tracy’s and my lives, and Banjo’s, too. Updates You’re Not Getting How Tracy’s building the fence with concrete and posts and pickets, and how I’m keeping the neighbors satisfied with more tomatoes than two blocks of […]
An Imperfect Life Is Made from a String of Perfect Moments
Last week’s blog entry about regrets is valid. As is the pretty-much opposite take, that being aware of tiny moments of perfection allows you to make a necklace, of pearls and gems and found shark teeth and tiny shells, that makes life as beautiful as I am wistful. Problem is that it’s hard to remember […]
Maybe If I Consider the Maybes
A year ago, we were still in the trailer, in the campground in Wisconsin, looking for a house to buy. Maybe, if we’d spent less time house-hunting, feeling like the summer was a ticking time bomb, and more time finding a sustainable apartment (or rental house) that wouldn’t suck our souls from our very throats […]
What It Feels Like Here in Limbo
I used to know that I would be happy if I could just relax. For even a few minutes. I would sit on the sofa and read my book, lazily. I would watch TV beside Tracy, calmly, quietly. If I could only be still. What kept me from this was terrible restlessness. A friend recently […]
Time for a Pause
I’ve been trying to come up with content here, lately. I’ve even panicked, thinking that, for the first time in six years, I’ve failed to write a post for an entire week, and my weekly email wouldn’t go out. I do not want to be the kind of blogger who looks around thinking, “This might […]
On Curating a Vibe
I was in Napa, California, with my sister’s closest friends (whom I’d never met), sorting through her possessions right after she’d suddenly died of an overdose. I remember feeling extremely cautious about what they might think of me, one friend in particular who had called me once from Hawaii to say that Kim was going […]
That Sunshine Blogger Award Told Me My Writing Is Poop
Illustrated with Part #Who-Knows-How-Many of the How Funky Is Your Chicken images. A Major Award! I saw my name tagged in the blogosphere a few weeks ago by a blogger I really enjoy reading whose site is called @MyGenXerLife. I like his stuff because it’s different: he starts by reminiscing about something personal, yes, but […]
