Selling My Babies. Where’s the Joy?
It’s never the full-blown joy I expect when a short story is accepted for publication. Even when the acceptance letter …
Category Archives: Creative Nonfiction
My Roman Oaks
Recently we had visitors who had just returned from Italy. We talked of how easily you can stumble upon ancient …
This Mud-Luscious World of Woe and Bliss
Lately I’ve had a hard time getting a grip on myself. I seem to be sliding in so many directions. …
A Dream Within a Dream Within a . . .
My daughter’s wedding day had arrived and everything that could go wrong went wrong. We arrived at the church only …
Layers of Reality in Bergman’s “Franny and Alexander,” and in Us
In several of his films, Ingmar Bergman plays with the notion of multiple layers of reality. This can be seen …
Rants and Rage and a Bright Rush of Wings
The last few posts I’ve tried to write, again and again, disintegrated into dark rants and rages. Rants against a …
Art and the Mystery in the Midst of Things
Art points to something beyond itself, toward “something more,” something that we sense in things and reveal through our pen …
“Thou Art That” – Part IV, “Some Tragic Falling Off”
Milton’s great theme in Paradise Lost is the fall and redemption of humanity. This too can be seen as “some …
A Poet’s “Sense Sublime” – Part III, “Some Tragic Falling Off”
Language is that which gives rise to difference, to the desire for difference, and, at the same time, the desire …
Humor, It’s Serious Stuff
Recently I’ve come across several blogs that use humor (the ironic, tongue-in-cheek, tending toward the ludic, the whimsical, the carnivalesque) …
