When all else fails, fail boldly, fail with conviction, as a hammer speaks to a nail, or a lamp left on in daylight. Say one. If two does not follow, say three, if that fails, say life, say future. Lacking future, try bucket, … Read More →

“If you wish to move your reader,” Chekhov said, “you must write more coldly.” Herakleitos recommended, “A dry soul is best.” And so at the center of many great works is found a preserving … Read More →

But yes there are good things, too. Don’t think my vulnerability precludes me from small felicities: a very cheesy egg, like warm sunlight on my tongue. Listening to Balmorhea’s Bowsprit alone in my apartment, barefoot, eyes … Read More →