December 30, 2020

Yet another story has escaped the penitentiary of my hard drive

fiction,literary magazines,writing

Thanks to editor Sheldon Lee Compton for sharing my story “Lost and Found” at his online literary site, Revolution John, this second-to-last day of 2020. Like all of my work, like all of any writer’s work, it begins as a spore that takes root in our brain and pushes out tendrils until it starts eating up consciousness and time and energy poured through fingers into a keyboard. Eventually, it is born. Without further nurture or a parole hearing, it will […]

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November 22, 2020

Responding to a response to a response to a letter sent to the world

health care,Life,Life as we know it,sticker shock,Uncategorized,writing

I’m not much of a social media person. I like direct contact, which is why I will fire off an e-mail note to someone whose work or other actions has been particularly impressive. I believe in saying “thanks.” When I recently read a letter to the editor in The New Yorker, I enjoyed the sentiments and felt a parallel with my own experience. So I looked up the writer, and found a web page (so old-school, right?), and (egads!) contact […]

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September 19, 2020

A pill too far, and other replacements for the joys of life

health care,Life as we know it,pharmaceutical costs,sticker shock,Uncategorized

Last night, I wrote to a friend who brings marvelous energy and thought to a monthly gathering of “men” from our church. I am one of them. I took his invitation to a forthcoming Zoom meeting as prompt to rant. For future excavators of my thoughts, they are offered in the context of the global Covid-19 pandemic, our local fall forest fire situation that has put us beneath a cloud of smoke for the last week, the growing political divide, […]

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September 12, 2020

A fog from a fire and the fog of arrogance and the fog of incompetence and …

catering,cooking,Life,Life as we know it,slacker bullshit

I love fog. I’ve got fog, but I don’t love this fog. This fog is the devil spawn of fire. Smoke, shoved west from its forest home by flames a-billion, then back east by a shift in pressure and wind. Now it’s ours to enjoy, and not so much the folks to our west. It’s rated hazardous, on the scale of deep breath-to-stop breathing. North to south, our state is ablaze. Nearly a half-million people have evacuated their homes. They […]

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June 28, 2020

Two Hawks Quarterly features my story “Loaded”

fiction,writing

So happy and proud that the editing team at Two Hawks Quarterly found merit in my short story “Loaded,” and have included it in the spring 2020 edition. Check it out.

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June 23, 2020

The finest line

Life,Uncategorized

When is it abuse, and when is it guided introduction to the mysteries of life? When is it “criminal,” and when is it a rite of passage? There’s a fine line between the two. A sense of gratitude on the part of the student probably tilts the answer. Follow this link to read a recent examination of such an experience, published in The Maine Review.

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