Category: Random

Me talkin to myself

  • In praise of the forced pause

    An electric vehicle changes everything about a road trip. I’m a deep believer in flying down the highway at 60 mph. The momentum, the smacking rhythm of the tires, the small-town gas stations, the pee breaks in the sagebrush by the highway in the dark. There’s music in it, somehow. Alone in the car, my…

  • The day before the smoke from Eastern Oregon’s wildfires smudged the Eugene sky, I saw the moon in the morning, on the wane in its unglamerous phase between full and half, known as gibbous. That Latin word isn’t the one I’d have chosen. If I were the boss of English, it would be the belly…

  • A horse named Raven pulled me deep into this story, a historical tale set in Puritan-era New England where a woman named Silence is punished for expressing outsized emotions and must endure a year of not speaking. Of course I would gravitate to author Julia Park Tracey’s book. A while ago, I took up that…