You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you. –Ray Bradbury Writing is its own reward. —Henry Miller Hey, Lovelies. I am sure that the housekeepers here at my hotel think I am mad. I have been out of the room, I promise. I take a constitutional walk twice a day, and […]
Making A Portable Altar
There is a part of me that will forever want to be walking under autumn leaves, carrying a briefcase containing the works of Shakespeare and Yeats and a portable chess set. I will pass an old tree under which once on a summer night I lay on the grass with a fragrant young woman […]
The Evening Quiet
One simple bedtime ritual has changed so many things for me…