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My phone line has been dead for two days – which means no phone calls to or from the mountain and no Internet. (I’m at the public library now, with T-minus 11 minutes and counting [...]

Tonight, Andrew Bird, live in Asheville. This, the man I’ve been waiting to see for two years!

Is this a lyric essay? Too long? Too short? Not enough images? Oh, there is so much to learn! Canyonlonds, The Needles District, 1999 This was a long time ago—I was twenty and on spring break—and [...]

I am hunkering down, low, low, into the stuff of language, deeper, past layers of concepts and into the steeping pot of creativity. With a packet deadline for the MFA just two weeks away, this [...]

A neighbor tells me that the buckeye is turning early this year because of the drought. Either way, each day claims a few more leaves, yellow speckles across green leaves bright and bold enough [...]

It’s possible that all of the sudden, my world felt too small. It’s possible that, like the knock-kneed wobbly-hipped hound dog I see off highway 261 every morning, huffing itself up from the [...]

[Miss Chapter 15? Scroll down.] Match #5 left a comment ON MY BLOG. So much for Guided Communication, Dr. Warren, sending Second Questions, anonymity, and the like. Here is what he said: So, [...]

Two hours in the coffee shop and one hour walking around downtown and one hour over a shared pitcher of ESB, and we are buzzed and walking towards the restaurant with wide smiles and easy laughs, [...]