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…Sorta. I’ve spent the last couple of months grappling with back problems, I-suck-as-a-writer syndrome (could the two possibly be related?), and finally – the pièce de résistance, the flu. Glory be, boy-howdy, and hallelujah! Who woulda thunk that four days and nights lying in bed in a fever-induced hallucinatory stupor could be so wonderful? First, [Continue reading] I went to a great panel discussion this past week as part of my local university’s annual Writers Week. It featured Jay Varner, a Creative Writing MFA graduate here who just published his memoir, Nothing Left to Burn, and Jay’s editor, Chuck Adams at Algonquin Books. Adams also edited Sara Gruen’s Like Water [Continue reading] Last Friday night I went to hear Joyce Carol Oates read/speak at my local university. She read ‘Pumpkin Head’ from Sourland, her new collection of short stories, and you can read the story here if you’re interested. When she started reading, I thought, Oh, good, this isn’t going to be too creepy. I was wrong. [Continue reading] I got my teeth cleaned yesterday, and you know what that means: another book review from Crystal, my dental hygienist. Once she stuck the suction tube and her hands and all those little torture devices in my mouth, she had her captive audience and got started: “I just read Eat, Pray, Love…. I don’t know. I mean, [Continue reading] I spent a couple of mornings last week helping my friend Jane organize books in her school library. Jane is the librarian at an awesome new arts and design magnet school that opens in a couple of weeks. She’s spent much of the summer bar-coding, stamping, fingerprinting and whatever else they do to [Continue reading] I’ve always loved Kim Carnes’ voice and this song — even though this isn’t the best version of it, it’s the only one I could find on YouTube. And, uh, Kim is 65 years old here and looks, IMHO, absolutely fabulous, so there’s something to be said for breaking the rules. Which brings me to [Continue reading] …and happy to be home. This past week while flying thousands of miles, driving hundreds of miles, and racing down countless high school corridors these thoughts occasionally sped through my brain: What was I thinking? Where did I think I would find the time for any personal writing or reflection? Or [Continue reading] Words fail me. This piece of brilliance by Phil Lord and Chris Miller of FineMoustaches deserves to be seen, and you deserve to see it. So stop reading and watch already… Conversations with the person cleaning your teeth tend to be one-sided, so Crystal was able to run a monologue on what she was reading these days for a good half hour. I’d never heard of the books or authors she was talking about, mostly Christian women’s fiction. Her current read sounded ho-hum and [Continue reading] |
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