How Not To Give Thanks

I CAME ACROSS a Tweet a few days ago that caused one of those legendary pauses where you suddenly find yourself between outrage and wistful contemplation. I was to stop whatever I was doing, the Tweet instructed, and give thanks to God because I had not died as a result of Covid-19. To paraphrase: unlike... Continue Reading →

Book Review – The Psychopath Test by Jon Ronson

The problem with psychopaths is that they are EVERYWHERE. You’ve probably interacted with one this past week. The Psychopath Test is a true account of a journalist who journeys through the world of madness. Jon Ronson gets a call from a scientist who would like to know if he could help her  uncover the hidden... Continue Reading →

Writing ~ Charles Bukowski

Often it is the only thing between you and impossibility.No drink, no woman's love, no wealth can match it.Nothing can save you except writing.It keeps the walls from failing.The hordes from closing in.It blasts the darkness.Writing is the ultimate psychiatrist, the kindliest god of all the gods.Writing stalks death.It knows no quit.And writing laughs at... Continue Reading →

Book Review: A Partial History of Lost Causes – Jennifer Dubois

How does you proceed when you know you are on a lost cause? You head out to St. Petersburg, Russia to find a chess prodigy your father adored. Irina, a thirty year old English lecturer is diagnosed with Huntington’s disease, a terminal (and inherited) illness that effectively puts a death stamp on her life, one... Continue Reading →

McCarthy’s Bar by Pete McCarthy

Other than a few cracked ribs, I came out on the other end of this book with one anecdote about traveling: sometimes, it’s good just to get creatively lost. A sense of purpose occasionally has its place when travelling, but for the most part, it’s seriously overrated. McCarthy chronicles his journey through his native Ireland,... Continue Reading →

In Your Dreams

What exactly are we supposed to do with dreams? They come to us when we are asleep, totally unaware, and fill our mortal bodies with that warm, juvenile joy of a different life. The moon and the stars stare at the spectacle and remain silent. A 6000-year old conspiracy. And then the dreams take off... Continue Reading →

Book Review: The Strain by Guillermo del Toro and Chuck Hogan.

A man is enjoying a nice little weekend with his 11-year old son. It’s one of the few moments they get to spend together since the start of a protracted divorce trial with the boy’s mother. The man is a top epidemiologist with the CDC. A super smart gentleman who runs an important lab and... Continue Reading →

The Black Cockerel or Back Rides and a Spiritual Awakening

Religion does not equal spirituality. Get over it. Barely ten years into my young, promising life, I had the first moment of spiritual awakening. It was a quiet afternoon in the countryside. All afternoons in the countryside are somewhat, quiet, with most of the sounds coming from mother nature. And so it was in the... Continue Reading →

This is You Right Now

You badly wanted to get here. But if you only knew, perhaps you’d never have chosen to come around. At least not in such an epic hurry. Your arrival was messy, soggy and blood-ridden, but no less monumental. Without any real warning, you pushed your way through, blissfully unaware of the pain you were inflicting.... Continue Reading →

The Beginning, The Swift End, and a Silver 925g chain

Do we even have official beginnings and endings to relationships anymore, or do people just drift away and end up in new ones altogether? Once upon a time, and when I still had a functioning, loving heart, I asked a girl I'd been seeing to be my girlfriend. It was a proposal of sorts and... Continue Reading →

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