Tendrils of intention pull me sideways. I am not the person you see sitting here at my desk. I am just to the right. Always the right. I never seem to float to the left. Float isn’t quite the word for it either. More like a drifting, really. I tend to drift. My report [...]
I’m jumping. I’m jumping over snakes, and doing my best not to land on any. Not because I’m scared of getting bitten, but because I’m scared of killing one. I’m jumping high, and with every jump I feel the time stretch out in front of me. I pull at it with my will, and I [...]
This is from a while ago, and I’m not sure why I never posted it. But after six weeks of being in a cast I’m finally playing again. So I’ll record something new soon in the new studio space. Still a bit boomy because I haven’t done much soundproofing yet, but we’ll see how it [...]
Roughhousing on the playground, someone pulled at the rawhide cord around my neck and the knot came loose. The key clattered onto the asphalt four-square court just next to the tether-ball pole. “Hey Frankenstein, why you got a key around your neck?” A tomboy named Karen was squinting at me. “I use it to [...]
Simply put, I am enormous tonight. Anyone nearby would have to see it. Conspicuously huge. Understand I’m not speaking of mass, but of energy. There’s a very real sensation of touching the sides of the street as my bus careens along, scraping the awnings of shops closing for the day. The man walking his dog, [...]
You don’t need to have a studio in order to create something. I have done some of my best writing in a diner while eating a bowl of clam chowder. But I do find it helpful to have a place where I can close the door and lose myself in cutting foamboard, or painting, [...]
continue readingA sigh. She puts down the pen and pushes out her chair. She holds out a hand to me, waiting. I’ve been anticipating seeing her all day, so of course I take the hand and she leads me down the hall to her bedroom. She stands in the doorway and she motions toward the floor. [...]
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This is from a while ago, and I’m not sure why I never posted it. But after six weeks of being in a cast I’m finally playing again. So I’ll record something new soon in the new studio space. Still a bit boomy because I haven’t done much soundproofing yet, but we’ll see how it [...]
continue reading
Tendrils of intention pull me sideways. I am not the person you see sitting here at my desk. I am just to the right. Always the right. I never seem to float to the left. Float isn’t quite the word for it either. More like a drifting, really. I tend to drift. My report [...]
continue reading
Tendrils of intention pull me sideways. I am not the person you see sitting here at my desk. I am just to the right. Always the right. I never seem to float to the left. Float isn’t quite the word for it either. More like a drifting, really. I tend to drift. My report [...]
A sigh. She puts down the pen and pushes out her chair. She holds out a hand to me, waiting. I’ve been anticipating seeing her all day, so of course I take the hand and she leads me down the hall to her bedroom. She stands in the doorway and she motions toward the floor. [...]
I’m jumping. I’m jumping over snakes, and doing my best not to land on any. Not because I’m scared of getting bitten, but because I’m scared of killing one. I’m jumping high, and with every jump I feel the time stretch out in front of me. I pull at it with my will, and I [...]
This is from a while ago, and I’m not sure why I never posted it. But after six weeks of being in a cast I’m finally playing again. So I’ll record something new soon in the new studio space. Still a bit boomy because I haven’t done much soundproofing yet, but we’ll see how it [...]
Roughhousing on the playground, someone pulled at the rawhide cord around my neck and the knot came loose. The key clattered onto the asphalt four-square court just next to the tether-ball pole. “Hey Frankenstein, why you got a key around your neck?” A tomboy named Karen was squinting at me. “I use it to [...]
Simply put, I am enormous tonight. Anyone nearby would have to see it. Conspicuously huge. Understand I’m not speaking of mass, but of energy. There’s a very real sensation of touching the sides of the street as my bus careens along, scraping the awnings of shops closing for the day. The man walking his dog, [...]
You don’t need to have a studio in order to create something. I have done some of my best writing in a diner while eating a bowl of clam chowder. But I do find it helpful to have a place where I can close the door and lose myself in cutting foamboard, or painting, [...]
This post was going to be titled Fail Early, Fail Often but I did a little searching for the origin of that quote, and came up with fifty blog posts with that title, so I figure I’ll just leave it be. It’s a play on the old Chicago adage, “Vote early. Vote often,” but it’s pretty [...]
Winter is generally the time when I hunker down in some corner of the house to bang away at a project, because it’s too cold to go outside. This winter so far, I’ve done almost none of that, because I’ve been moving our stuff downstairs and trying to put things together in our house. That, [...]
I did a bit of guest blogging for The Cultural Purveyor, and it’s posted today. Just a few stories involving dorkery, cemeteries, and the search for Resurrection Mary. It’s called Whistling Through the Graveyard. Here’s a taste: She called and said, “Wanna go to Hell?” “Sounds good. Bring snacks.” I said. The road to Hell had [...]
