All week my thoughts have been straying. The weather has been glorious, and yesterday we took a sort of tour of the kwanzan cherry tr...

This started off as a tack-on for my last post on Sunflower, but then I realized that, even for this blog, which trades in twists and tu...

Where should I begin? I don't know when it began. After I realized my third novel was crashing in flames, and would never rise ...

At dawn my lover comes to me and tells me of her dreams With no attempt to shovel the glimpse into the ditch of what each one means. ...