Letter to my PT – how about a marathon?
Dear [PT], Something crystalized in my mind, after reading the preface to a friend’s book. (On Kindle here.) I do well with having rather demanding… Read More »Letter to my PT – how about a marathon?
Dear [PT], Something crystalized in my mind, after reading the preface to a friend’s book. (On Kindle here.) I do well with having rather demanding… Read More »Letter to my PT – how about a marathon?
The grip of the last round of the Yucks started to break right after posting my last. I hate it when I have to go that far… Read More »Back in the saddle again
I’ve had my nose shoved up against a wall for two and a half weeks now. It’s very frustrating but it’s the nature of this… Read More »Frustration at the wall
I got the Sydney norovirus right before it hit the news. I’m recovering, but slowly; the persistent low-grade nausea is annoying — and worrisome. I… Read More »Pushing back on neuroplasticity
My darling host V got this year’s brutal tummy flu two nights ago. His daughter, L, and I jumped right on it. A couple gallons… Read More »In a house of flu
I’m working on a series of 3 novellas, a triptych: 1. Kronos in season: The growing-up of a primal god. 2. Hell — the bright… Read More »The point of mythology — and there is one
At the end of last year, I had the pleasure of writing exactly the kind of end-of-year post I’d always wanted to: Pleasant without being… Read More »Any such thing as "just another day"?
Chaos of terror and battering storms of emotionBashing the hull and ripping at the rigging —Can’t tell: is water pouring over outsideOr pouring in inside?So… Read More »Poem: From the silence
We now have a cute li’l trailer, sufficient to our simple needs: I lived on a sailboat for years, and J is a camper… Read More »Whiplash…but the good kind
My sweetie is between homes (long story) and, thanks to a few runarounds from shops that should know better, between cars. That’s one reason he… Read More »The Car Quest: the Grail is ours