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Tonight I finished Didion’s The Year of Magical Thinking and am preparing to crack open the 628 page paperback version of Sometimes a Great Notion by Ken Kesey. This will be the longest book I [...]

The essay is complete. My love affair with Joan Didion is now tied up neatly in an analytical box with a graduate-school-quality-ribbon tied on top. Specifically, I noted Didion’s use of [...]

My car swings around the last turn up at the craft school and by total coincidence I spot Viva, Carol, and Marilyn eating a late afternoon lunch on the back porch of one of the rental cabins. I [...]

Eve’s Night Out is a monthly women’s poetry reading that draws creative writers from as far as one hour away, to a small independent bookstore tucked away in the small town where I work. Women [...]

I arrive at 5 p.m. as promised and am greeted warmly by Dan and Viva, the two artists responsible for dreaming up tonight’s underground restaurant. Dan is one of the most calm, humble, honest, [...]

This morning my barter work for Joe was on the second story of his three story cabin. The fact that it is three stories does not mean that his cabin is large; nothing could be further from the [...]

Yesterday in Malaprop’s I ordered a espresso doppio at three in the afternoon; clearly, this was for the experience of the drink, not the ungodly amount of caffeine that infiltrated it. The [...]

In Buddhism there is always room to keep digging. It is not as though one can get away with pretending the Earth has a core; there is no comforting, molten center where everything turns back into [...]

Madeline Peyroux’s sweet voice rings like a modern Billy Holiday and has been jingling around in the kitchen of my mind for forty-eight consecutive hours. Trapped there, her lyrics cook fantasies [...]

I ditched writing this afternoon for catch up time at the craft school. It was time for an artist’s date to fill my well. Winter rental students hovered over precious projects in their respective [...]