I’ve only been outside my body once that I know of, and that was by accident. It happened around 3:00 a.m. when I was fast asleep at a sleazy motel in Fayetteville, Arkansas on a cold and rainy night. No really, that’s what it was. I was living in Austin, Texas at the time (early [...]
Spirit
“It looks like Nepal,” she said, checking out my photo of Kachina Peak. Yes, it’s amazing what you can produce with Photoshop and a washed-out telephoto image. If only I knew what I was doing, I thought, pulling sliders back and forth to make things happen that I hardly understood, retracing my steps, boosting this [...]
The gig is spiritual. That’s the thing. It always was. I can sit here contemplating my next sentence, accidentally rest my joined hands on too much belly fat, freak out, and that would be legitimate enough. But it’s easy to use that same concern to bash myself, and then I’ll want more peanut butter or [...]
While trying to bring order and hygiene to the hopeless dusty piles of papers, artifacts, books, bins of old photos, knives and razors, small tools, musical instruments, computer gear, and magical objects that surround my desk and drive me insane, I was surprised to find a few slides—for-real, ancient, 35mm slides—from northwest Arkansas dated April, [...]
I needed to make the dead landlord’s sofa go away, the one we’d been using for a bloody decade. The movers who brought the good leather sofa from my wife’s studio had carried the old one out back, out of sight, but I knew it was there. The dark force of it seeped into the [...]