Brain training: Stepping off the treadmill
I’m not a runner. I view people who run as a bit mad. I can’t imagine being driven to…
Seven Months
Excel The Greyt was diagnosed with bone cancer on July 31, 2015. His prognosis: three months. At the time,…
Trust on display
For Ricki Feeley, dance is personal. She groups movement into phrases the way a writer tells a story. “Most…
Blocked
“It’s just a dog.” I have considered that line more that I care to admit. When I began writing…
Dating Detox
Midnight, January 1, 2016: The ball drops, the champagne pops, and so many kisses! Arms around each other, once-a-year…
Dear Future Self
At age 35, I quit my job. It was a good job. I was paid well. I worked with…
Till Death…Or We Part
The magazine pitch: Always the bridesmaid. The gist:“All your friends are getting married. Talk about weddings from your perspective…like…
The Evolution of Camping
For many of us, our lives play out in cities, inside buildings of conditioned and forced air, and in…
Seeking the Amorist
“Amorist (noun): A person who is in love or who writes about love.” I have been seeking The Amorist:…
The National’s claim on my ‘medium-sized American heart’
When I mention The National, I get a lot of blank stares. I’m constantly surprised that the band isn’t…