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Why Do I Write Novels?

Winter                                     First Moon of the New Year So, why do I write novels? In a writing group some years ago, maybe 20, a writing exercise turned into 120 pages of Even the Gods Must Die, a novel inspired […]

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Growing Up

Lughnasa                                        Waxing Harvest Moon Mark’s (my brother) days here will end on September 16th provided the Saudi visa process works and it’s on track, though a track with a terminus very near his flight date.  He flies from Minneapolis to Chicago, Chicago to Amman, Jordan and onto Riyadh. He will spend a few days in […]

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Political Heartbreak

Mid-Summer                                                           Waxing Honey Flow Moon “My definition of a free society is a society where it is safe to be unpopular.” – Adlai E. Stevenson, Jr. Stevenson was my first political heart break.  My dad and I were for Adlai.  Dad probably had his reasons, mine were because Dad was for him.  That might have […]

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The Road

Beltane                                                     Waxing Garlic Moon The dog delivered, I’m moving more slowly today.  I’ve selected a route home, up I-29 to I-90, then to the Jeffer’s Petroglyphs.  I’ll plan to stay around there tonight, then finish up the drive home tomorrow. Saw granddaughter Ruth’s new teeth.  Little white spikes emerging between her baby teeth in the […]

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The Brother

Spring                                                                  Waxing Bee Hiving Moon Took Mark (brother) out to Oceanaire for his 52nd birthday.  They print up menus with Happy Birthday on them and give them to you, plus treat the table to baked alaska.  Fun.  Mark had fish and chips, Kate lamb and scallops while I had the pan seared salmon.  All wonderful. […]

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Then Bang, Things Happen

Spring                                                               New (Bee Hiving) Moon You know how things go along for a long time and nothing happens, then bang, things happen?  Sollie and Rigel got into it again and in breaking them up Rigel bit me.  Not bad, a scrape really, but it bled, around and below the right side of my right knee.  […]

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First Amendment

Winter                                                            Waning Moon of the Winter Solstice Walker stands with national peers in support of artistic freedom.  This is a big deal and I’m proud to be part of a community and an artistic/museum community that supports artistic freedom. 54 years ago I began carrying newspapers for the Alexandria Times-Tribune, a paper route that went […]

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Memorable

Lughnasa                                            Waning Grandchildren Moon Katie slipped her hands around my arm and stroked.  Then stopped and put some pressure on.  Then stroked some more.  Katie was my birthday present from a thoughtful wife.  She learned her trade from Sister Rosalind and the Sister’s school for massage.  I’m feeling knot and kink free.  Massage clears out […]

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The Colosseum of the Soul

Imbolc                                                Waning Wild Moon Fake Nostalgia for a Pre-Therapy Age Past “I can tell you one thing,” he announced, as I recall. “Back in my day, you didn’t have young kids going around talking to shrinks, yakking about their fee-ee-ee-lings, getting all doped up on medications.” This article in the March 8th NYT made me […]

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Remembering Dad

Imbolc                           Waxing Wild Moon The year moves forward, sun higher in the sky, temperatures inching upward, some snow melting, though  piles of slowly melting hard pack, driven to curbs and driveway ends, darkens and begrimes the landscape.  A bright February sun catches a light snowfall, refracts it in mid-air, giving the day a sparkle, as […]

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