Uncle Ned

Uncle Ned

When I was growing up, I attracted the attention of a meddlesome uncle who felt obligated to teach me everything he thought I’d missed from not having my father around.  My parents were divorced and I lived with my mother.  The divorce happened not long after I was...
The Shell

The Shell

“I think it’s your shell.”“I have a shell?”“Of course, everything does.”“Everything?”“Well, clams, mussels, scallops, abalones, armadillos.”“Have you ever seen an armadillo?”“No, but I’ve read about them.”“That’s hearsay.  You can’t use it.”“Okay, beetles then.  They...
Truth Is Stranger Than Fiction

Truth Is Stranger Than Fiction

 Truth is stranger than fiction.  Mark TwainWhat is the best way to describe a particular life experience?  That is the dilemma I am currently grappling with.  The answer it seems to me depends on what you are trying to accomplish with the description.  Is the purpose...
Don’t Miss This

Don’t Miss This

 My friend Peter Lit will be reading a few of his new poems this Thursday night (April 15) at a ZOOM author’s night sponsored by the Gallery Bookshop.  Here is the LINK TO REGISTER: Three short talks. One great evening! Featured authors: Peter Lit, Suzanne...
The Realm of the Senses

The Realm of the Senses

 Some previous Easter posts are at these linksJesus, Mezcal and the Easter BunnyEaster ThoughtsEaster Thoughts, In Defense of ModerationIn Oaxaca Mexico there is a small mezcaleria started by a couple of young American guys called El Destilado just a block away from...