Uncle Sam, Matchmaker

  I pictured myself in a Peace Corps-issue hammock on an island somewhere, or crossing high glaciers in the glaring Himalayan sun. Then the recruiter called and offered Malawi. Pointless to remind her what I'd written where the application asked my preference: 'Anywhere but Africa.' Before that call, a recruiter—maybe the same recruiter—offered another would-be … Continue reading Uncle Sam, Matchmaker

Peace & Light on Christmas Eve

The word PEACE stretches out in silver letters beneath the lighted garland on our mantel. Tomorrow we’ll build a fire there and friends will gather round for warmth and cheer. The shortest day of the year has come and gone, & our side of the world now turns toward light. Will the light show our … Continue reading Peace & Light on Christmas Eve

Gratitude: Pie with Beer

The six year old appears bedside in the dark, wants to know if he can go downstairs and write. “I’ll get up and write with you.” He’s written a war story called The Attack of the Red Army. It’s three chapters long. In chapter one Sam and Jacob are enjoying the last bit of summer … Continue reading Gratitude: Pie with Beer

To Bleed or Not to Bleed–(the Writer’s Question)

I don't plan on writing porn any time soon. Probably never. But this article from today's New York Times Magazine, about the life of one prolific pornographer, had me thinking about what I write and how I write it. The piece helped me calibrate the struggle against my greatest bane: The lack of time. I'm a career man with a job … Continue reading To Bleed or Not to Bleed–(the Writer’s Question)