As a way of warming up, or getting inspired, or searching for something, I write lists. One of the lists I like to write is a list of my COMMUNICATION HEROES. Doing this helps remind me of what I am trying to do as a writer, and it reminds me of all the different ways […]
I am faithful in my marriage. Not in my reading. I feel no obligation to commit to finishing a book I’ve started. I have no moral qualms of starting and abandoning a book. I can get halfway in, and then stop. I check out stacks of books from the library and sometimes don’t go much […]
We’re putting together a map of Africa, listening to the soundtrack of Dave Grohl’s documentary “Sound City” on vinyl, and my daughter picks up the blue racquetballs I use to juggle. She picks them up and plays with them, and she says this:
I can’t quite juggle yet. But I try.
Quite. Yet. But I […]
Raise your 5 a.m. coffee to the difficult font, the random stranger, and the awkward move. Here’s a dash of mess, and why I like the word catalyst.
You should see my desk right now. It’s ridiculous. There is a story in the typewriter: “Ballerinas LOVE elk chili”, a microscope with an oak leaf, a […]
And the artful use of the sentence fragment.
I hope I didn’t react too strongly to my freshman English class today. Someone read a sentence that I wrote that started with the word and.
They said that I couldn’t do that. They then listed teacher’s names and how those teachers had punished them or red-inked […]
or SOMETHING YOU DON’T PARTICULARLY LIKE BEING THE CATALYST FOR SOMETHING YOU REALLY DO LIKE
Indirectly you have to appreciate it.
If you’re happy that you exist, you have to appreciate your parents. I love my parents. That’s not what I am thinking about. I am thinking about Willow Smith’s song “Whip My Hair.” It’s […]
When I think about talking to strangers, I think of two coffee shop conversations. One included a private rap concert, the other was an impassioned description of building designs with an aspiring architect.
He asked if he could show me something. I said, “Sure.” And this is when the private rap concert in the Cornelius […]
I have students who have pet bobcats, who love celery, who adore brushing their teeth, who like to get in car wrecks. I have students who won’t eat hot dogs, and students who will eat crickets. I have students who have two colored eyes, and students who own two goats – one that faints, and […]
I’ve been enjoying a song for the last 15 years that I have only heard once. Until yesterday. In class, some yahoo said, “you can’t be your own grandpa.” I thought, “Wait.” I remembered hearing a song that suggested the opposite.
The year was 2001 (ish). I was at a church Christmas banquet/party at the […]
Am I ready?
I just drove into town as four log trucks rolled out.
I have my slide rule, gold pan, blank canvas, International Pathfinder 8000 8-Band Radio, and my baseball bat. I’m as ready as I get.
Read in the New York Times Book Review yesterday that Nicholson Baker just wrote a (nearly 800 […]
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