Not much to report, but I feel like that rabbit. So many things are in the air. Major changes are coming, but what will they be? My personal astrology is pretty wild right now. Why should that matter to you? Hah! It probably doesn’t! Meanwhile in the “Finish the Fucking Book” Dept., I have a [...]
Writing
Guess who still has her choke chain
Something deep and dark has found me. The trigger came yesterday morning when I remembered Lady the Wonder Dog (above). The locale in that photo, though probably irrelevant, is Camden, Maine in ’78 or ’79. A few years later my wife went on sabbatical, and we were set to go to Europe for six long [...]
Chunking rocks at raccoons
Sure, I’ll just gather up all the blog posts I published over the last four years of my mother’s life when she was batshit crazy and mean as hell and make a book out of them. Except that I was out of my mind then, too, which is kind of the point, so I’ve had [...]
Taos Mountain late this afternoon before I cooked the steak
The new book is almost ready. It’s a chronological collection of blog posts that tell the story of my mother’s chaotic last years under the influence of dementia, Alzheimer’s, paranoia, schizophrenia, delusions, and hallucinations. Real-time dispatches from the front, as it were, between 2008 and 2012. This should be a hoot and a half. The [...]
What, you don’t keep your gasoline & paint thinner on a shelf outdoors?
Is this just monkey brain or something else? I’m having the oddest reaction to accumulating enough minor inheritances for a down payment on a house. Namely, I want to keep it! Or is this a reaction to where we are? There’s an article in the latest Taos News by a most unhappy woman that anyone [...]
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