Well, I did it.

Part 1: Short Stories I’ve been going through my “library” of science fiction books, looking to reread old friends that I haven’t visited in too long a time. I’ve read Holdstock’s Mythago Wood, which was a more difficult and intricate read than I remembered. I’ve worked my way through LeGuin’s Earthsea books, and have just…

We went down to center city to meet the Socialist’s aunt and uncle for dinner. We ended up eating at a nearby Chinese restaurant on the edge of Chinatown. I did this with some trepidations, since Chinese meals tend to be loaded with sodium, but I figured I could order steamed vegetables on white rice….

… subtitled: Sets Of Three So here we are, one week post-Armegeddon. Ashes fall, buildings glow in the dark, and cats eat day lilies. But let’s put things in order, shall we? I inadvertently left my severance contract on my desk when I was escorted from the premises. I only had seven days to review…

I have a story that needs telling tonight. Horses and I have a long and somewhat complicated history. I wanted one desperately when I was a kid. I got thrown from a horse when I was 23 and hurt my back badly enough that I was bedridden for three months. I mistrusted horses for the…

Nothing says “Spring” more than the sounds of a world freshly waking up. Birds are starting to sing songs to which the birdie lyrics go something like: “This is my territory. I’ve posted the No Trespassing signs. Go find your own plot of land.” Neighbors are starting up lawnmowers in a still-too-early attempt to outdo…

I’m still taking in textures, still surreptitiously fingering the velvet at Coldwater Creek and playing with the coffee beans when nobody is watching. I’ve lost a little of the manic optimism that I was carrying earlier, and I’ve lost a little of the crushing depression that set in last week. I’m somewhere in-between now, tethered…