I went out to breakfast with my father this morning, escaping the depressingly dark and powerless house, and a woman I’d never seen before stopped briefly next to his chair to say “Hi, Henry.” I was surprised, because his name … Continue reading →

Thanks to a mention in Andy Howell’s blog, I’ll soon be spending time here… …at the Maison Willert, in Lescun, on the French side of the Pyrenees. I’ve got my Kev Reynolds. I’ve got my Carte de Randonnées. I’ve got … Continue reading →

I’ve been wasting time (and nearly missing a business call), playing with Xtranormal, a site that lets you make your own “movies.” Yesterday, I finished Randall Fuller’s superb From Battlefields Rising: How The Civil War Transformed American Literature. There is … Continue reading →