Vacation and Daisy

Vacation and Daisy

For the first time in three years, we’re taking a vacation. To many people this will sound completely un-American, but life is like that sometimes. At last we’re away for eight glorious days and seven relaxing nights, a car trip to northern California and Nevada to...

Musicians and Other Hoarders

For many years I worked as a musician. With a childhood education in piano and cello, a knowledge of bass guitar acquired in my twenties and a bit of singing, I held up my half of a music duo for a decade-plus. To the uninitiated, this might sound like a joyful way to...
Vocabulary

Vocabulary

Vocabulary is a prime tool in every communications tool box. Writers, as a breed, are prone to exhaustive searches for exactly the right words to use in their poetry and prose. I often suffer from this malady, and have recently thought back to the last time I was...
Where There’s Smoke

Where There’s Smoke

Like virtually everybody else in the American northwest, this week I am surrounded by smoke. Forest fires, wild fires, caused by nature and caused by mankind, rage all over the western states. In my corner of southeast Washington, wind blowing from any direction...
My First Writing Gig

My First Writing Gig

Nineteen Sixty-Eight. The Vietnam War rages. Peggy Fleming skates her way to Olympic gold. Martin Luther King, Jr. and Robert F. Kennedy are assassinated. Richard Nixon is elected president. Star Trek episode “Plato’s Children” features the first-ever interracial kiss...

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