Hopeful in spite of the facts
Hopeful in spite of the facts
Before the pandemic happened (correlation, not causation – at least, not directly) I spent a lot of time as a c-level speaker at festivals and symposia and conferences. I was often mentioned on the program under the phrase, “…and other…
“In August in Mississippi there’s a few days somewhere about the middle of the month when suddenly there’s a foretaste of fall, it’s cool, there’s a lambence, a soft, a luminous quality to the light, as though it came not…
In that kitchen I learned about alchemy – the practice, if not the word. If I close my eyes, I can see the light filtered through the handmade green gingham curtains that move with the breeze. I can hear the…
If you google “best wireless printer”, the whole first page is full of weird sites that have endless lists of printers listed, with links to Amazon or Best Buy or wherever. They are all affiliate links – you click a…
As I said yesterday, I’m playing with flash writing. I struggle, because I love words. But that is probably because the writers I have been most informed and shaped by also loved words. I love a good story. In other…
In 1964, US Supreme Court Justice Potter Stewart said, when attempting to define obscenity, that while he didn’t know how to define it, he knew it when he saw it. I’ve been playing for the last week with Flash writing,…
My work on the web has always owed a lot to Jason Kottke. When I first started blogging at the end of 2003, he was my age, but already an elder on the blogging scene. A lot of my thoughts…
The late afternoon light streamed through the large windows of the Starbucks. We had not spoken to each other in weeks. We were here to euthanize our relationship. “How are you?” she asked. She smiled, paused, and then looked down…
In this week’s newsletter, I wrote about walking, and humidity, and self care. I hate the term self-care, not because it isn’t important, but because it’s been co-opted by the marketers and the capitalists. But walking – even when I…
My neighborhood in Jackson, MS is lush and verdant year-round, which is one of the best things about living in the humid subtropics. The birdsong is constant, and the symphony of katydids rises and falls, and has at times arisen…