Gratitude
A Sermon
life
A collection of 7 issues
Missing
You and I go back a long ways, back to kitchen counter conversations and air-conditioned afternoons. I paced the tile floors and sucked a spoon of peanut butter, you pounded water and leaned against the cabinets. We were young in those days, sure of ourselves. We had everything in the
Sitting Down on a Wet Afternoon to Write
My books are all organized and stacked on the floor, my chamomile-rooibos-mint blend is brewed up and just slightly too warm to drink, a jazz record that I picked without great discretion or taste is playing from my computer—the mood is conducive to writing. So, let’s write.
But:
My Life Without a Smartphone
A Memoir?
Let’s Be Romantics
An Antidote to Anomie
Moby Dish
Call me Dishmael...
A Spark
The Time Lev Nikolayevich Tolstoy Saved My Life