Archives for: February 2008
from unexplored corners

Hello old friend, what’s the good word? I’m happy to report that your humble (though often wordy) narrator is writing to you from a new patch of land. I’m in Boulder, Colorado staring at mountains and sunshine. It’s also important for me to point out that the temperature is not skeleton shattering cold, but a more comfortable 50+ degrees.  Unfortunately, [...]

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here is a confession, let the matter rest

I should be working on a new novel right now, but my fiction writing hat is only partially on and I think that one of the stumbling blocks may be that I have too many words loaded in the chamber. So I’ve run over here (because I’m always running to you for one thing or another) to bend your ear [...]

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seriously–enough of the damn winter

In case I haven’t already made it abundantly clear, we’re having a particularly nasty winter around these parts. We’ve already smashed the record for most snowfall in a winter. There have been stretches of days when the temperature hasn’t gotten above ZERO (F not C). I’ve had to shovel myself out of my driveway on more occasions than I can [...]

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Welcome to another year

I turned 32 yesterday. Thank you to everybody for the well wishes. They meant a lot. I was lucky enough to have a small party with my friends before the massive ice storm hit. We waited fifteen hours to have dinner. We ate the best birthday cake EVER, made with love by my dear interns (the same people who were [...]

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Love vs. Fear

I had a long talk with a friend today and then I listened to some Bill Hicks and then I started thinking about a bunch of stuff (including making a trip to Iceland) and the final product of all those things is that I’m a little bit contemplative and I’m a whole lot in love with all of you. Please, [...]

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it’s two o’ clock in the morning. forgive me if I don’t make sense.

Hello, dear reader. This should be an interesting experience, not just because of the latish hour, but because I’m listening to Supertramp’s “Breakfast in America” album–a recording that for whatever reason has emotional resonance with me because I believe it to be the first album I was truly cognizant of–remembering as a I do, it spinning on our old RCA [...]

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