This week I had a rude reminder of just how close to the surface the wounds from this past election still are. Somehow, I thought enough time had passed for the scabs to have grown over, calloused and toughened and better prepared for the next round, only to discover they are all still open wounds lying... Continue Reading →



I was remembering an old writer's saying today: when in doubt, write what you know. So much of what I've been writing lately has been nothing at all about what I know and while I don't consider myself a real writer, and I’m mostly fine with not taking myself too seriously, I still don't like... Continue Reading →

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