I’m finally feeling like myself today after a full 10 days of the worst flu symptoms I’ve ever experienced—6 days of 102 temperature, complete fatigue, and every nasty thing that comes with it. We all caught it but finally have been smuggled through back to the land of the living. Charlotte never really got it and we realized she probably has natural immunity from
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The current state of publishing has me thinking about the future. It’s hard not to these days. Everywhere you look there’s another announcement of the electronic squashing print. I imagine this big trash-can-head robot stomping books into the mud and I have to set down my quill and cry a little into my ink-stained tea mug. But soon
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I want to start a new series on seeing beauty today. I wrote to my brother this morning with some thoughts on being a man, so I feel sufficiently bolstered in my masculinity to attempt this. But if this starts to get a little too "sensitive fairyland," I may pull out some of that email just to rebalance…so there’s your full
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These next 2 weeks with Christmas and New Year's always present a unique opportunity for reflection. And barely hidden depression. The holidays are always a mixed bag for me. I'll love brief moments of it, feel carried back to a time of childhood safety and love surrounding me. And the rest of the time I'll be Charles Grodin, flinging little
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I think it’s about time for another of my old fashioned diatribes on high quality. It's been a while since I picked up the old saw, and I found this today on my local classical music station and couldn't wait to share it. Georg Philipp Telemann (1681-1767) was a contemporary of Bach’s who has nearly disappeared for even classical
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