I draw the line at Duterte. The Atlantic says Trump is overlooking “humanitarian violations” to “further long-term U.S. interests” by reaching out to this demented dictator. There are multiple inaccuracies with that characterization. What Duterte has done is create a systematic means of executing of the poor. If you are a drug addict, or if someone accuses…
In the future they will say of us that we evolved away from knowledge, and we suffered the consequences of its lack. Maybe not our species, maybe some other species is saying this, in 350 million years when they dig up our bones and phones and try to put together the pieces. My money’s on…
On the way back from the swamp yesterday, my wife turned on an episode of 10 Minute Writer’s Workshop, this one with Caitlin Moran, author of How to Be a Woman and other books, a script writer for a television show she created with her sister, and a newspaper columnist, among other things. They asked her…
Trouble with reading books not in my voice, a voice I don’t identify with, is that I start skim-reading. My mind voice can’t smoothly follow the prose, so it stops comprehending what my eyes are sending it and I catch stray words here and there and am forced to skip back to the start of…
It’s important to forgive yourself, when you’re trying to get back into writing. Case in point: this is the first I’ve written today, and it’s after one in the morning, and I’m already exhausted and ready for bed. The dog has been out and out again and still I didn’t go to bed because I…
Welcome back to the scary part. I’ve got twelve chapters written plus an introduction likely to get scrapped if I can’t continue it with what I’m calling intermissions because I don’t know, why not. I have chapters 13-19 loosely planned but not yet executed because they are based on writing that happened way early and…
We live in Savannah now. It’s sunk in. We have a fireplace and the nights have been cold enough to use it. We have used Uber and met Uber drivers. We have karaoked. We have gone to the beach. I have visited my wife’s work. We’ve installed shelves and more shelves. Things are slowly moving…
We’re in Savannah now. We are in Savannah, now. I say it because that’s where we are. We don’t live in Pittsburgh anymore, but we don’t live in Savannah yet. Maybe it’s because the dog isn’t here. The cats are. Pavel has been strutting around like he owns the place from minute one, but Mojo…
In which we come down to Virginia once again, drive through the outskirts of D.C., Tyson’s Corner, Arlington, the drive-through hellscape of Northern VA, arriving at last in a salt-encrusted vehicle with a missing door handle and sticky accelerator. This is where it all happened, they say. Downtown Yorktown. Williamsburg. Jamestown. Where the American virus…
I caught one. I caught a fish. I caught the only one yesterday, matter of fact, but I also caught one today and it was bigger, it was a bass, not one with the cutesy baby-fish-type names I usually catch, like bluegill or sunfish which my dad always called punkinseed, oh look you caught a…