Catalytic Narrative

I do wish I knew how to tell a good story. I don't. I fail in its elements. My own life's story seems interesting, apparently, som...

Do I have Barbara Streisand going in my head? I think it  was Sinatra in the shower, where my mind goes into fugue and I make all these bril...

I think it may be true that the only times I've found to post for quite a while have been holidays. I might have thought that I was insp...

Happy Independence Day! The Pope is resurgent against populism, and the grand old U.S. of A. will not be able to resolve agreement on any ...

Look, we can just start over. I did. I've done it, several times at least. These things we think define us, they are so trivial to repla...

How will I hold myself together? Once again inhabiting too many places, and my memory wasn't very good to begin with. So how shall I kno...

How long has it been, dear Reader, since I've found any time to write? I look back and find that I predicted Christmas, now come and gon...