Apropos of the First Day of School…

Stepping Off Always, in the big woods, when you leave familiar ground and step off alone into a new … More

Five Good Things

Five good things, I tell my daughter as she leaves for school. Because the weight of Twelve drags heavy on … More

This morning, as I headed somewhere, car keys in one hand, iPod in the other, I found myself yanked momentarily away … More

The Summer 2013 issue of The Massachusetts Review, which includes my story “Plenty” is out and on the metaphorical stands. … More

As far as this blog goes, I’ve written about the swimming pool, that staple of summer life, here and here and here … More

If you classify yourself as a “reader” in the simplest sense of the word (ie, one who reads), and probably … More

The end of May. The sinister, slightly noirish fragrance, of jasmine, of gardenia — those funereal white flowers that always … More

Snow flurries 48 hours ago but winter’s at last behind us: when I drove the Girleens to school soon after … More

The tailings of November, when the sky takes on the character of dingy cotton batting and the air smells of … More