Now and then I come across an excellent quote. This one I especially love: I find myself using the word “bandwidth” now, and feel the mounting urge to say “megabit” and “gigabit” and “terabit” as though these are normal words … Continue reading
Splitting an Order I like to watch an old man cutting a sandwich in half, maybe an ordinary cold roast beef on whole wheat bread, no pickles or onion, keeping his shaky arms steady by placing his forearms firm on … Continue reading
Those of us who work from home in our jammies as tortured writers have, at last, been given the best excuse to stay abed until noon — swine flu. It’s our duty, as stay-at-home writers to … well, perhaps stay … Continue reading
Today is the second national Poem In Your Pocket Day! The idea is simple: select a poem you love then carry it with you to share with co-workers, family, and friends To prepare for our soon-to-come summer in the desert, … Continue reading
Last Friday … before Bunco night with the girls, before I got sick later that night, before spending the next days in bed doing battle with a very obtuse and stubborn flu bug … I went to Costco. I loaded … Continue reading
I’ve discovered that part of being a writer is to foster one’s opinions to a fine degree. Dan says I’ve got a lock on the highly opinionated part, but he doesn’t know so much about the fine degree part. I … Continue reading
I’d have been home well before now, had I not been so very, very late for lunch with two friends I hadn’t seen for nearly a year. I circled the mall parking lot more intent with the ticking time on … Continue reading
“A serious writer is not to be confounded with a solemn writer. A serious writer may be a hawk or a buzzard or even a popinjay, but a solemn writer is always a bloody owl.” Ernest Hemingway I’m not sure … Continue reading
After a week of unpacking, sorting, putting away — today we’re less apt to say, “It’s in a box somewhere” and instead marvel at our progress. The important things have been located. We’ve unpacked our spoons and bowls now which … Continue reading
We met when she was going through a divorce and I’d been single a number of years. A mutual friend brought her to a jam session. Back in that day, if you could bang pots and pans together, you could … Continue reading