Monthly Archives: February 2010

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This poem has been in my head all week.  Maybe earthquakes, and tsunamis inspired it.  Or maybe the idea of one young woman in a small heated room.  One of the best vacations of my youth was a tour of a whaler.  Horrible.  Their mission, … Read more

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The good days

Gavin loves to tell me that he’s too busy.  “I’m sorry, I can’t brush my teeth right now, I’m busy playing trains.”

“No, thank you, I’m not hungry.  I’m fine.  I’m just busy watching a movie.”

“I’m too busy to go to bed.”

And he … Read more

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Sketches

I’ll never be a plotter (she writes, with apparent conviction). Or, anyway, I haven’t been to date. So, as much as I am drawn to the idea of writing a complex, multi-layered mystery, I know, once I’ve sifted through the details, and outlined, I’ll be … Read more

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Safe

On the High Drive Trails, switchbacks climb and drop through the trees for miles. Below, run trains, Latah Creek, the occasional deer. And lately, coyotes. They’ve been luring dogs, attacking, and sometimes killing them. We’ve kept our hikes to the edge of the tree line. … Read more

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Super fly

My favorite bar in Spokane is Zola on Main. A gorgeous place with pieces of boats, and tilt-a-whirls, and various other improvised decor. It’s hip, with interesting live music, excellent food, and kick ass beer on tap. A bar where you can converse, even though … Read more

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Libris

You’re a story. Let’s suppose. Read — sometimes skimmed — and perhaps dismissed (rashly, let’s assume) as being a bit too clever, or complicated, or improbable. Recommended, certainly, for your depth and intrigue.

Sometimes readers have admired you. Thought you lovely, witty, wildly moving. Sometimes … Read more

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A note concerning the constant state of arrival

Maybe you haven’t. Arrived. Maybe you’re standing at the departure gate, possibly the same departure gate where you usually stand, where the staff has grown accustomed to you, and may even greet you.

Maybe there isn’t a road. Or a plane. Or a jeep with … Read more

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Burned-out cars

Sometimes I have ample evidence of my retardation. My inability to progress. And then, miraculously, I’ll have a series of encounters where I realize that I have evolved. There, in front of me, is the person I was, making the same sketchy choices. Often those … Read more

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The shifting center

This morning, my editor sent this email:

Dear Bywater Authors,

I was listening to a great new radio program in the UK this morning and I want to share it with you all. The BBC Radio 4 program is called Capturing America: Mark Lawson’s History … Read more

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Sylvia Beach

For years, your desire is a garrett loft above a library with a view of the sea.  January a series of grey waves and grey days, and the random dog heaving an absurdly enormous piece of driftwood across the shoreline. From the window you watch … Read more

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