For someone with my addiction to constant motion, I sure seem to have a problem with change. For the past year, you might have noticed a drop-off in posts here. It’s not for lack of material. I didn’t know what it was, actually, until a few things recently made it clear. Life doesn’t always keep up with the pace of the story we’re trying to tell about ourselves.
Bryan builds a fire the way ranchers herd cattle, the way generals study a map, the way God created the earth.
Whether told around a table of loved ones, on a movie screen, or even in a series of YouTube fails, the story of how holiday plans turn spectacularly wacky is a perennial favorite.
People used to ask me all the time when I’d settle down. Read more
I can’t decide if summer went by quickly or slowly.
It was a wonderful day birthed out of a terrible week.
The first time I heard Primum Mobile perform, it was on a night just like last night: at the St. John’s College Winter Collegium.
I won’t lie to you–sometimes nomadic life sucks balls.
Did you think I’d forgotten, my dears? Oh no.