Since Sunday evening, I’ve been in residence at the Fine Arts Work Center in Provincetown MA, thanks to a generous scholarship. My class this week is being taught by Joanne Dugan and it’s called “The Photograph and The Word: Showing what you can’t always see.” I’ve been inspired by the Read more…
It’s all over but the long lines at hotel checkout, the cab stands, and the airport. On Saturday, I went to three panels. I rounded out the last of my (always) excessive book fair purchases. I said hello and tried to talk meaningfully with a few people I hadn’t yet Read more…
Oh man. Oh man. So, today, I started the morning off with bird walk led by Chip Blake of Orion magazine, followed by a delightful breakfast among kindred writers, then a lecture about human population from Alan Weisman. And THEN I had a vulture essay workshopped with Jane Brox and Read more…
This morning, I got to meet two new species of African vultures and hang out in and around their exhibit at the Phoenix zoo. Their senior keeper is fantastic and will be a great help in the future. Man, I sure hope someone pays me for this job, someday. For Read more…
You always regret the last drink you had. The one you think knocked you over the edge of this is one heck of a hangover into the pit of am I dead? Maybe I’m dead and this is what hell will be like forever. If it weren’t for that last Read more…
I spent the last week or so being a tourist with old and new friends in both Rotterdam and Vienna. But now I’m back on the job. I have to get up early in the morning, so a couple of gallery links will have to suffice. The first set is Read more…
I am too tired today to write a whole post. That happens. An owl died today; I saw some amazing vulture behavior at the nature park outside of town; I ate another sweet waffle. To see today’s full gallery of pictures, click here: vulture culture
I am so tired that I might fall asleep while I type, so this will be brief. Today, I watched the Eurasian black vultures (EBVs) with their researcher for a bit in the morning, and there I fell in love with a beautiful Milky Eagle Owl. In the early morning, Read more…
There’s pretty much a rule about travel writing and airports–but my flight out of DC was delayed about 2 hours, with boarding and sitting and deboarding and reboarding. So, I feel at least like mentioning it. Also, over the Atlantic I watched Cinderella Moon, a retelling of the “original” story Read more…
… is probably good every once in awhile. I spent the whole day on the ASU campus (one working coffee break) listening and writing hard. Then I pitched my book idea to a couple of agent/editors. Their responses were fairly positive… But I have a long way to go before Read more…