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When it rains, it pours…and the old adage can be taken literally in these mountains today, as we’ve had our first day of rain in weeks. The leaves drop their raindrop tears with every gust of [...]

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, [...]

I’ve been borrowing FamousArtist’s ancient Toyota 4×4 to help me get up and down the mountain each day, parking it at the bottom of the gravel drive and hopping into my Volvo for the drive [...]