I love when I read a great, simple sentence. Something so profoundly economical, yet brilliant. Or the complicated one, that somehow feels so compact and powerful. I love good language. Not just words, but language. Here in the shed, I was reading through some passages of one of my all time favorite books. It is … Continue reading The Most Beautiful Language
I enjoy freshening up for spring. Ridding the yard of fallen branches from big trees tossed to the ground from winter's wicked winds, eventually dropping mulch and planting a garden, and clearing the garage of stored-up junk, are all nearly enjoyable. It's about renewal, about starting fresh and restored. My first project is the shed. … Continue reading Spring Cleaning
I never had the privilege to meet the great American writer Jim Harrison. But I feel like I knew him. I came to Harrison later than most. I don't know what kept me away, as so many told me he must be read. They said he was so very good. He was the modern-day Hemingway, … Continue reading Re-Reading an Old Friend
Writing for writing sake is wonderful. It can fulfill an individual artistic need; it can be a kind of therapy; it can scratch a creative itch. But it is not enough. Here in the shed I keep an old guitar. I've written about it before. It's a six-string acoustic Yamaha I bought in the early … Continue reading Writing is Not Enough
Reading in the shed this morning. It's a piece in the Paris Review by poet Ross Gay about the delight of loitering even when you are aware that in American culture loitering is a crime. Gay's definition of loitering is a broad one that includes everything from dawdling to frittering away to hanging out. I … Continue reading The Joy of Doing Nothing
The shed has been filled lately with haiku writing, the finishing touches of a memoir manuscript I hope to shop later this year about walking the dog (Really, that's what it's about. More on that at a later date), and new work on a new novel. Sounds like I'm being productive, doesn't it? Well, that's … Continue reading When Is It Done?
I am reviving the shed this morning, giving it its life back, The power strip borrowed to help my in-laws with a electrical and water issue at their condo during the Midwest's Polar Vortex has been returned and I'm re-plugging in the lights, the coffee maker, and the heater and reclaiming a space the frigid … Continue reading Haiku Kick-Start