This week's book story is broken. In two. Part was written early in the week. The rest this morning... Read More

The sleep was hard and deep. I had dreams of clearing a long roadside slope of high grass and weeds... Read More

5 a.m. Tuesday. The "nanny" watch buzzed on my wrist earlier. "Time to stand up!" It must still be on UK... Read More

Ernest and I are heading west on Interstate 70. I'm mostly going for a "field trip" on a beautiful spring day... Read More

Sleep? It is a stranger lately. The week has been a blur. Situation normal. My home is torn up. A mess... Read More

All is dark and completely silent. Dark until I open the laptop and the off white screen lights up... Read More