Category: Random

Me talkin to myself

  • When I was a paid laborer, I set an alarm and woke up to the radio, a news program every morning. I liked it better than the pulsing of an alarm, that warm articulate voice bringing the news of the day. Then came the morning of Sept. 11, 2001. It took me, perhaps, a few…

  • Writers have borrowed a trick from artists, writing en plein air, outside, making observations and jotting notes the way that painters take canvas, paints and easel out to capture what they see. Books and websites about plein air writing are plentiful, with tips, gear and strategies. I’ve found value both in writing and drawing this…

  • We walk in the morning before breakfast. Almost every day. Dreary, rainy, sunny, beckoning — whatever. We have our routes. But sometimes we venture along a street or an alley off our usual pattern. Last week on a dreary morning, we ventured down an alley that rarely calls to us. (An aside about the alleys…