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...

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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...

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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...

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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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Brain Teasers for the Apocalypse

Brain Teasers for the Apocalypse

If you’re like me, lately you’ve been obsessing about the world coming to an end. Whether it happens as the result a scuffle between nuclear powers, is a picture-perfect playing out of the Book of Revelations, or the result of the Universe reaching the limits of its...

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Stall, Stall, Stall

Stall, Stall, Stall

This doesn’t happen to me very often, but today I’m going to stall, stall, stall. There are too many things to write about and think about. No single idea will rise above the others, regardless of the many inflammatory topics making the rounds on Facebook. You know...

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