About eight to ten years ago, I became largely silent on ideology and sociopolitical writing and talk. Lately, I’ve been considering the effects of not speaking up. The decision to remain mostly silent grew out of two separate circumstances. Trolls on the internet and Continue Reading
Splitsville, that’s the feeling.
I spent the month of July in Colorado with a notion that I would relocate there. Nothing ever developed that made me feel like Colorado would become ‘home’, and it seemed easier to go back to Tucson until next spring…see how I feel then. Continue Reading
I wrote a blog post many years ago called ‘Liability Shields Can’t Stop Bullets’. It was a provocative piece about shootings, and it almost made its way into my first novel. I decided not to include it in the book because it weighted the closing in a strange way, opening up a new theme as the story ended. In that context, I felt the piece might be misunderstood as an attempt to justify shootings or appease shooters. Continue Reading
Four years ago I was in the process of finalizing a version of ThunderBird Walking for self publication. I released it in November of 2013 as a sort of 50th birthday gift for myself. Today I looked over some parts of it thinking about creating a few internet memes for my Facebook writer page. Lots of thoughts and emotions connected to the journey of writing such a personal book hit me. Continue Reading
“Writers are tortured souls.” Someone spoke those words to me about two-and-a half years ago, and they still ring true—at least for the American writer. I wonder why that’s so, and I realize it’s the reality we create. Continue Reading
This is a blog post that dates back to last decade. It sums up my three-year look into the world of online dating in its infancy. I think that knowing so much about relationships (by studying them in humanities classes) actually makes having one harder. People sometimes feel I am studying them. (And I guess I am. Aren’t we all?) They’d rather live in ‘ignorant’ bliss than ‘knowing’ bliss. Oh well, throwing it back to many years ago with my take on the fledgling internet dating scene. Continue Reading
It’s so easy these days to get caught up in narcissism, to miss the good things you have in pursuit of other things. Truth is that the other things are not all they’re cracked up to be, and in many ways I’m thankful for all the things that haven’t worked out here in Tucson. I’ve realized it’s better to pursue moments rather than things. Continue Reading
A new superhero is born, and we shall call him Crotch Face. Oh the perils of being a writer with an eidetic imagination linked to memory. Continue Reading
Full Title: Know Me — By Way of Explanation: A Narrative of My Life in Tucson as it Relates to a Hiking Group, Musings from a Writer in the Desert
One of the ideas behind being a creative writer or artist is never to explain yourself to people who don’t get you. Like many things these days, I find myself looking at that idea anew. It feels like few people understand the creative mind anymore, and there’s so many false assumptions that seem to be taking root again. Everyone is putting everyone else into a cage, and I think it’s high time to break out of pigeon-holing with some open communication. Continue Reading
“Depression and karma were running a race, one tripped over the other and fell flat on their face.”
The question is, which one tripped? Better yet, is depression largely the result of bad karma?