I've been published!!
on Oct 16, 2009Follow me to my new site to read about the long and winding road I've walked to become an author. And don't forget to update your RSS!

Moving day
on Oct 15, 2009By my count I've moved four times in my life. I'm not sure if that number is high or low or just right, but it seems good enough for me.The thing about moving is that takes so much time. Packing and taping and sorting and lugging. And there's the dec...

When the siren sounds
on Oct 13, 2009Our fair town has all the modern conveniences of any big city. We have a post office, paved roads, working stop lights, and a sign outside the bank that tells us what the temperature is. We also have cell phones, DSL, ATMs, and several institutions w...

What kindergarten homework taught me
on Oct 13, 2009I’ve never been a math guy. Numbers scare me in the same way zombies do; both seem so foreign and lack even a hint of personality. Words can sing. Numbers just stand there mouthing.The unhealthy relationship I have with plusses and minuses does not...

In praise of the manly man
on Oct 12, 2009I read an article last week that said the Pill is responsible for the decline of the masculine male. The theory is that the hormones ingested dull a woman's natural desire for strong men and replace them with a desire for weaker ones. Weaker in appea...

The letter
on Oct 9, 2009The division of Helen Long’s estate was fairly straightforward. Her two story Cape Cod was to be sold and the proceeds divided between her daughter, Tina, and Mark and Matthew, her two sons. Personal items that held sentimental value were evenly di...

Too much rhubarb
on Oct 7, 2009I’ve always been the type of person to show up early for a movie. Fifteen minutes at least, though twenty is preferable. It’s a matter of logistics, really. I need to sit in the back of a movie theater. Not only does it offer the best view, it al...

Selling Jesus
on Oct 6, 2009I knew it was a stranger when the doorbell rang. Anyone who was familiar would have either knocked or just walked through the front door. That’s the way it is with country folk. The door’s always open, and you’re always welcome.Unless, of cours...

Courses in life
on Oct 5, 2009I suppose it's sort of ironic that even though I work at a college, I never actually attended one. The reasons are many and the story long, so I'll just summarize and say that we were not cut out for one another. Which is maybe a shame. Maybe my road...

The great front yard experiment
on Oct 1, 2009I’d spent every afternoon that week repaying a favor. Peter had helped me install some flooring in my house, so helping him repaint his garage was the least I could do. It was good, honest work. Also a little dull. But we received more than enough...