I am struck by the way certain realities in our common world appear much like beacons–indicators of deeper truths in the unseen world–as in the way every fraction of Life exists only in the wake of some other thing’s death. And for each of […]
“Courage is being scared to death, but saddling up anyway.”- John Wayne I’ve always loved this quote by John Wayne. Whenever I read it, I think of the archetypal cowboy, brandishing his revolver, jumping on a horse, and galloping into a storm of bullets to […]
There are those who write and those who call themselves “writers”. They’re known to hold quiet celebrations upon learning to describe themselves this way. I’ve come to find the characterization oddly repellent. For me to find pride in being labeled a writer – it feels like developing severe […]
I suppose we never outgrow our tendency to look up. I believe it’s a good thing. True, most of us look up to the wrong things, the wrong images, the wrong people. But looking up is a practice from which we never fully escape; it’s in our DNA. […]
Some writers refer to writing as the ultimate pleasure, and in some ways, I suppose it is, but not in the way one usually experiences pleasure. It isn’t like the pleasure we get from eating ice cream or laughing or having sex. It is a pleasure more akin […]
My apologies, dear WordPress folk, for the delay in posting this conclusion, and also for my scarcity as a blog follower. I’ve been adjusting to a new medication these past two weeks, and it’s worked some strangeness with my motivation and energy. Indeed, for a time, I wondered […]
Working as the takeout specialist at a characteristically busy Olive Garden cannot be an easy job. I worked for several years as a valet driver at the Seatac airport, and it pushed me to sanity’s limits, smiling courteously at people who are at their worst because they’ve been […]
Friday it rained in Pioneer Park. But that’s sort of like saying that Nicolas Cage starred in a new crappy movie on Friday. Late November afternoons in the Pacific Northwest are the epitome of grey and drizzle, so Friday was common in that way, but it was uncommon […]
The mention of that name, “The UnBe”, took capture my meager concentration; I felt much like a freeway rubbernecker, casting glare upon the scene of a wreck I instinctually knew was rife with carnage and loss, but my nature would not allow me to look away. I didn’t […]
A common characteristic of walled fortresses, even those made of cardboard, is that by nature, they betray to potential intruders that there are important things behind those walls. Defenses are set up for a reason. No one builds a castle with gates of iron, then seeks refuge on […]
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