Just finished American Dirt, and I'm half way through Violeta. The first few pages of The Dawn of Everything made me want to play hookie for a week and just read that. … [Continue reading] about Bedside Book Stack
Bedside Book Stack
You Have to Ask
I had lunch with a writer friend a while back who had finished her novel and was preparing to query agents. She was understandably nervous about putting her work out into the world and was working really hard to get everything (synopsis, query … [Continue reading] about You Have to Ask
Still Into You
There aren’t a lot of long songs about having been together a long time, and of the ones I know, none rock like this one. Enjoy. … [Continue reading] about Still Into You
Getting Comfortable With Discomfort
I’ve never been much of an athlete. That is to say, I was never very good. I was a swimmer, and loved being in the water (still do), but when I was younger I never could persist through the physical discomfort it took to get faster. That’s all … [Continue reading] about Getting Comfortable With Discomfort
The Little Voice in My Head Needs Caffeine
Every time I see the word "decaf" a little voice inside my head responds "fuck off." I'm not even kidding. Coffee is my last remaining vice and I have no intentions of ever giving it up. I drink it all day, every day and if it's wrong, I don't … [Continue reading] about The Little Voice in My Head Needs Caffeine
Claire the Hummingbird: Update
I wrote last week about the hummingbird that has built a nest right outside my office window. I'm calling her Claire and she's been there for a couple weeks now. I can't say exactly how long, as I didn't notice her building the nest, I only saw her … [Continue reading] about Claire the Hummingbird: Update
Button Poetry
Hey y'all. In case you didn't know... it's National Poetry Month. Now, I am not a poet, not by a long shot, but I appreciate poetry. I particularly love to hear poets read their own work. I find that, when I listen to poetry, images jump into my mind … [Continue reading] about Button Poetry