Autumn arrives this Friday the 22nd at precisely 4:02 PM, Eastern Standard Time. I had vowed to buckle down and get serious about my Creative Crone book right after Labor Day, but two weeks have passed and I’m still stuck in summertime. Hardly surprising, since it’s four o’clock and 81 degrees in the shade. Clearly… [Read More]
In Memoriam: Windows on the World
Today I awoke to a beautifully cool, crisp September morning with a brilliant blue sky – a Tuesday morning very like the day sixteen years ago when the twin towers of the World Trade Center fell. Like millions of Americans, I have vivid memories of that ghastly morning embedded in my brain – the endlessly… [Read More]
The Hitman’s Bodyguard: violence as guilty pleasure
Over the years, I’ve seen more than my share of violent movies. But to lure me to the multiplex, they need some redeeming features. First and foremost, give me a gorgeous superhero, like Liam Hemsworth as Thor or Hugh Jackman as Wolverine. Intriguing plots, alternative universes and mind-boggling special effects can also draw me in,… [Read More]
Losing my ambition–a poem about lazy summer days
I wrote this poem in late July, and since then I’ve been following my own advice and taking it easy. But August has been unusually cool, and the past week has felt more like September. Maybe that’s why I feel ambition creeping back in ahead of schedule. Why wait for Labor Day when I can… [Read More]
Savoring the lazy days of summer
I launched this new website on the summer solstice, right on schedule. A few days later, I had lunch at Panera with Thom Francis, my web designer, so that he could bring me up to speed on how to use and expand on the various features. I took thorough notes, but I’ve misplaced them—unsurprising, considering… [Read More]
Haiku observations while walking my dog
Walking my dog Sirius this morning, I noticed the thousands of pink petals carpeting the black asphalt roadside. A strong wind had whipped through overnight, and I realized it had stripped most of the petals from my neighbor’s crab apple tree, robbing it of much of its spring magnificence. The sight reminded me of cherry… [Read More]