Been a little while since I popped (originally mistyped as “pooped,” oops) in here with some news, so here is some quicky news bits for you. PLEASE TO BEHOLD THE MANY THINGS HAPPENING. • Did you know I’m doing a pre-launch Wanderers event on July 1st at the Bethlehem Library in the Lehigh Valley? WELPS, I […]
In high school, I could barely run The Mile. (I capitalize it because it was always exactly that — not a mile, but rather, The Mile, part of some wifty health assessment thing that chose to test how fast kids could run The Mile, usually while a gym teacher buzzed alongside you in a fucking golfcart.) […]
I suppose we should just get the sad news out of the way now: I do believe the foxes are mostly gone. Rather, they’ve abandoned the den behind the shed — they may yet be nearby, in another den! I’ve seen a kit here and there, traipsing through the woods at twilight (for crepuscular beings, they […]
“Dear Penthouse Letters…” Ahem. So. Endings are fucking hard. They just are. It’s hard enough with one book, much less seven or eight books (or seasons of television, or movies, or what-have-you). The more epic the tale, the tougher it is to conclude that journey, because you’re not just concluding a “plotline,” you’re trying to […]
Count me among the chorus of disappointed from last night’s penultimate episode of Game of Thrones — to be clear, you shouldn’t take anything I say here with a salt lick, much less a grain of salt. The show has never really been for me. I’ve found it at turns too cynical, too lurid, too inconsistent […]
The foxes, they’re still here. They dig holes. They race around our forest and our yard like they found some hollow stump cache of elf cocaine. They chew on a dog toy they found. They left me a glove as a present. And they kill things, as is their way, as is the way of […]