Monthly Archives: April 2015

May Day

The week that Mary and I started dating, I flew to New Orleans for a literary festival. On my second day there, the concierge delivered two letters from her. We talked on the phone for hours every day. I walked her voice around the city.… Read more

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Risk

I’ve been reading the updates about the avalanches on Everest, which were triggered this last weekend by the earthquake in Nepal. About the dead and wounded. The efforts to evacuate the injured and the trapped. I’ve been thinking about risk. About my feelings as I … Read more

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Neighbor

In 2000, two weeks after I moved into my new house, I came home for lunch and found my neighbor grinning at me from her yard.

“You know,” she said, “the minute your car drives out of sight in the morning, your white dog jumps … Read more

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Why do we art?

“It would be wonderful if I could see the end of civilization during my lifetime.” -Hayao Miyazaki

Last night we watched the documentary about Studio Ghibli and Hayao Miyazaki, The Kingdom of Dreams and Madness; and it’s such a profound distillation of the artist at … Read more

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