Poco Allegretto and Found Light
Sound translates into color and space experienced as reverberation time … Continue reading Poco Allegretto and Found Light
Category: Personal History
Where I’m Writing From
Not meaning to leave the party, I’d slipped out without saying goodbye … Continue reading Where I’m Writing From
Camping After Labor Day
I am four when this happens. We’ve had to move our tent from a site where sand and orange dry pine needles are soft under the pines’ soft swaying to the side of the park that’s not yet closed for the season. Our new site is much larger, all sun-packed dirt, bare to park roads … Continue reading Camping After Labor Day
Dog Walking on Pesticide Day
Flags are set out this morning all around the neighborhood where I am staying, red flags among the plantings and along the edges of the properties whose owners have asked that their names be added to the management company’s list for no pesticide applications. The grass and flowers are dry … Continue reading Dog Walking on Pesticide Day
This Road May Be Seasonally Closed
Skyfall hoopla broke and passed without pulling me to a theatre, but it sent my thoughts repeatedly to the Furka Pass and the head of the Rhone Valley. James Bond and Tilly Masterson drive the pass in Goldfinger on a day of big summer clouds. Bond so does not worry … Continue reading This Road May Be Seasonally Closed
On Grey Saturdays
On grey Saturdays, snatches of city weekends return to me that even now are less likely to come from my own years than from my sense of in-between scenes in Annie Hall-era Woody Allen or Kramer Vs. Kramer… Continue reading On Grey Saturdays
Rejection in Many Shapes and Colors
Last night I received the 45th rejection for a story I think is one of the best I’ve written. A number of its rejections have been of the personalized, please-send-us more variety (the Rejection Wiki sorts rejection language into tiers, journal-by-journal) … Continue reading Rejection in Many Shapes and Colors
