Because I moved so often as a child–nine places but thirteen residences–I’m apt to say I’m not really “from” anywhere. But that’s probably not totally

I’m writing this on Tuesday, March 25—a fascinating confluence of a day because it’s Flannery O’Connor’s 100thbirthday, it’s Dante Day in Florence (because it’s the

I had always found baseball the most boring of sports, but early 1990s baseball in Seattle–the era of Ken Griffey, Jr, Edgar Martinez, Randy Johnson–made

I’m only just now taking down my Christmas decorations (and full disclosure: the tree is still left). I’ve come to believe I have until Epiphany,

I’m not really given to resolutions. Statistically, they don’t really work, so there’s the pragmatic objection. But more than that, I object as well to

Busy. Stressed. Overwhelmed. What’s your synonym for December? For even the most mindful among us, this month is just filled with A LOT. Many good

We, too, are labor-intensive: much time and attention are needed to produce writing for a blog and a journal, for book reviews and a poetry

This autumn, I seem to have noticed the change after daylight savings time more than normal. It just seems darker most nights as I leave

In some ways, I owe my life to pie. Here’s the version my parents told us, anyway, understanding that one probably doesn’t really want the