Tag Archives: A Memoir
To The North
There is this scene in David Peace’s Red Riding Trilogy that I can’t quit thinking about. The police are celebrating a horrendous victory. Of Corruption. Of Capitalism. Of capitalistic corruption. Patriarchy. Privilege. It’s a horrifying scene that popped into my head when … Continue reading
400 Word Memoir: Kickball
If you had asked me when I was seven years old what I wanted to do with the rest of my life, I would have said, “Play kickball. Everyday.” Quick story about playing kickball (a memoir): Ten years ago, I … Continue reading
In Medias Res
Always carry a notebook. And I mean always. The short-term memory only retains information for three minutes; unless it is committed to paper you can lose an idea forever. ~Will Self Many years ago, I attended a typical committee meeting as … Continue reading
A Path Of Recent Thought
I think of this as my main blog, and I want to keep it that way for now since some people actually tune in. I don’t know who you all are, but thanks for placing your needle on the record … Continue reading
The Great PDX Migration: A Memoir
“What sticks to memory, often, are those odd little fragments that have no beginning and no end…” ― Tim O’Brien, The Things They Carried Oh the possessions I have shed! I’ve moved away from Bellingham (again), and the last few … Continue reading
The luxury of time & total immersion
Sounds like a memoir title, right? Only no. It’s the mission statement of a beautiful place I have discovered. Recently I enjoyed some holiday time–pure vacation. Time off. From life. From work. From everything. Time. It’s been a rough transition back, … Continue reading
Community: One Book At A Time
If suppressing objectionable material amounts to ‘civil disobedience’…Mr. Thoreau, Mr. Gandhi and Dr. King … are rolling over in their graves. ~Chuck Robinson, co-owner of Village Books, former employer, hero, fellow bike geek, friend. Quoted from “Booksellers The Battle Joined,” … Continue reading
Type Something Nice
I know better, and I bet you do too. After an entirely long day, I busted out my laptop to do a quick revision. A quick look at Twitter. A quick update to some notes. It was three minutes before … Continue reading
Warn Your Daughters About Dirtbag Romeo
I’ve had many conversations this week about young girls, the digital space, and the complications of love. And I have to tell you, if I had a daughter who was a teenager right now, I would have a very frank … Continue reading