Heart Break, Beauty, and The Sound of Silence
If I close my eyes, I thought, I’ll die. I forced my eyes to stay open and I stared at the monitor. It was a beautiful image. I couldn’t read or understand it–that required a […]
If I close my eyes, I thought, I’ll die. I forced my eyes to stay open and I stared at the monitor. It was a beautiful image. I couldn’t read or understand it–that required a […]
When I first heard that Apple was developing a tablet device, I rolled my eyes and asked, “Who’s going to want that?” But the first time I saw the iPad, I answered my own rhetorical […]
I’m a creature of habit. I suppose most people are in varying degrees, but I believe most people allow more randomness or spontaneity in their actions than I allow in mine. I have learned that […]
My writing has always been mobile. Long before the iPad and the iPhone, long before the laptop computer, even long before the household computer became commonplace, I carried a backpack filled with books, dictionaries, a […]
Every writer, I suppose, suffers writer’s block at some point of his career, but I have been suffering it for at least two years, probably longer. I learned writer’s block can take several forms, involve […]
I arrived in Onion Creek in December 1981, the day a snowstorm dumped a foot-deep blanket across the landscape. My parents had purchased Onion Creek Square only a few months before, and this was my […]