Some thoughts on a hazy Tuesday

I’ve been feeling pretty low. That song’s been replaying in my head, the one that goes: I’d love to change the world, but I don’t know what to do. I see through so much of it, beneath so many problems down to the core, to some fundamental disconnect in the fabrics of our institutions and […]

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52 Stories, Week 4

Marginalia God had never spoken to Mr. McPhee, not once, and this irritated the old man. Mr. McPhee had known some people in his day who’d had a word with God. God told them to do this, God told them to do that. Mr. McPhee listened, he opened his heart and listened, and God didn’t […]

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52 Stories, Week 3

Cellar 1942 was not a good year. You can taste the trenches in the wine. Three years later, you can smell the celebration. If you look under the right light, the blood color is gone. I have the right light. I picked it just for this. Every bottle tells a story. You can’t fake wine. […]

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52 Stories, Week 2

I was in the woods all weekend, so this one is a bit late. Mary of the Flowers When I was a girl, my mother told me God was in the flowers. She kept a garden like a zoo. She said that everything was God, and God was everything, and here we were, alive in […]

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52 Stories, Week 1

A few weeks ago I went to the Santa Barbara Writer’s Conference. While I found the event, on the whole, a bit of a disappointment, I did get one piece of great advice from a literary consultant there: Challenge yourself to write one short story a week, every week, for a year. I thought the […]

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