Moving backwards in time, I just got back from the supermarket a short time ago. Nothing will make an American feel quite as privileged as going to a supermarket pretty much anywhere else in the world. Do you want a cup of soup you can microwave? Good luck. How about Read more…
Before you read this post, know that there’s a soundtrack for it, at the end and embedded within–open the links in separate tabs. Sing along if you know the words. * I am a lonely person. This fact is not impacted by the number of friends or lovers I have, Read more…
I will soon get to see a little miracle named Orion. And maybe a few of the birds that inspired medieval griffons. In other news, I went to a Bikram yoga class for the first time in two years. I was sick as hell. But, I stayed in the room. Read more…
Wasn’t it just the other night that I was in a schlubby motel in Moab? Tonight I am in the luxurious Tempe Mission Palm Hotel. With an H. I plan on taking full advantage of the gym. And the writing workshops, naturally. But also the gym. (The reason for the Read more…
I want to be clear: I am going to enjoy this break. But shit needs to be attended to, as well. It’s all about doing my best. Ornithology class: study bird calls, transcribe notes from two missed classes, read the second required article. Thesis: Finish final edits, meet with second Read more…
I’m starting to feel a sort of fundamental tension in my shoulders and I think it is because I only have one summer and one more Fall semester before they kick me out of grad school. This spring I am defending my thesis with the rest of my cohort, but Read more…
Hard to talk about beginnings without reflecting back on everything that has come before, but the Maori tell us not to rush, for we are already exactly where we need to be. I spoke at length with Stan on one of our getting lost rambles about this idea. Why is Read more…