Today is November 21st, which is 18 days before my birthday. Am I asking for birthday presents? No, not yet. … Continue reading Let’s Have More of That: Life and My Version of Type II Fun
I am not a hopeless case. Of course, no one really wants to read about someone who is depressed, except … Continue reading The Hot Mess of Life in Progress
It’s been a long time, but the kitchen is clean and dim. Beyond the screen, a chorus of tree frogs … Continue reading In the Kitchen of Good and Evil: Tot Surprise and Disturbing Honesty
For those of you who keep up with my stochastic entries–all seven of you–you’ll know that recently, I had a … Continue reading A Refreshing Lapse of Sanity: Reimagining the Pie Hole
In 2015, I self-published a collection of dog essays. While they were primarily about The Dingo, aka Sally, I wrote … Continue reading Saturday’s Dog: New Year, New Project
I once heard that authors, and all artists, must possess a degree of professional vanity. In some part of themselves, … Continue reading Talent, But No Gas.
To My Fellow Creators, This year has been strange. At times, it has pranced and pirouetted along the edge of … Continue reading Our Brothers’ Keepers, an Open Letter to My Fellow Creators