I long… I long to breathe in my son’s boundless energy – his youth and exuberance about damn near everything, while I still have the chance. I… Read more “Final entry from a Big Sur writing retreat – part X”
Like blondes, spoiler alerts have more fun. They’re also stupid. PS –blondes aren’t really dumb, but I don’t feel like scrounging up a different analogy. And the… Read more “How to avoid spoilers (in curmudgeon)”
The smell of stale cigarettes and cold coffee filled the hot Buick Park Avenue. Its air conditioner died a year ago. I was grateful for the bit… Read more “From a Big Sur writing retreat part IX”
Post It Notes and brainstorming.
Dear Open Letter Writer, We all care so much about your opinion. We want your open letter so bad. Please write it as long as possible, as… Read more “An open letter on open letters (in curmudgeon)”
How the drive from Monterey to Cottonwood and back again might go for you There was a beat up pickup truck, larger than average, with a flatbed… Read more “A road trip gauged on karate chopping”
24 moments that shaped my life Some day I hope to write about these things, if I haven’t already. 1. The moment she whispered in my ear… Read more “From a Big Sur writing retreat part VIII”