Monthly Archives: November 2011
Nine things I am thankful for
Gratitude #1. There is a little boy (Leo? My son? I may have mentioned him here before…) who, upon seeing that his parents are sleeping late, says, “YESYESYESYESYES!” Then, after rubbing his hands together, takes two quick steps, then a … Continue reading
How James Thurber Killed My Soul (and made it new again)
There are books that are – by their very natures – interruptions. Sometimes, we read a book that is so goddamn good, that it stops us in our tracks, destroys the things we thought were true – about our work, … Continue reading
OCCUPY CHRISTMAS TREE
In one of my many forays into the great sucking Time Sink that is these here Internets, I found a link to a Christmas tree made entirely from recycled materials. And it was a beautiful thing. The subject of Christmas … Continue reading
I wish all of my stories were like this:
Seriously, you guys, I love this so hard. I like the idea that stories are love letters, though not always the kind that we expect. There are stories like this one – a letter of love from one person to … Continue reading
Eleven Things for Eleven-Eleven-Eleven
1. My desk faces a window that looks out onto the back yard and the park and the creek and the path along the creek that follows the water as it leads to the waterfall and then the river and … Continue reading

