Science for Dummies

My late-blooming fascination with science has provided a rich lode for exploration and unearthed a few long-buried memories.

It’s a continuing work in progress that has sparked a new personal essay. “Science for Dummies” is in the Spring issue of Waccamaw Reviewread it here.

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This is my brain on baseball

Baseball is a life-affirming pleasure for me, an unbeatable escape from the busyness and stresses of everyday life. The game is enjoyable in itself, but really it’s the whole experience, a mix of keen concentration and idle distraction, of stream-of-consciousness musings.

That’s what I’ve tried to capture in “This is my brain on baseball,” which has just been published in Hobart’s annual baseball issue and is linked here.

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Quirky: Strange but Cool

Someone says you’re “quirky”–should you consider it a compliment, a badge of honor, or have you been insulted, patronized? I’ve bounced the word and its significance around from various perspectives, from Webster to literature to pop culture to personal experience. In the process it became an essay, “Quirky: Strange but Cool” (as defined by the Urban Dictionary).

Read it here, just published in the eclectic (quirky?) new online Open: Journal of Arts & Letters.

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Gumbo

Who’d have thought that an essay about New Orleans would find a home in the inaugural issue of the Long Island Literary Journal?

“Gumbo” reflects on the idea that my Long Island, New York roots might be a factor in my ambivalence about the south. Still, New Orleans redeems itself with a non-stop array of fantastic food. And that’s worth the drawl, y’all.

Read “Gumbo” here.

 

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Tat Two

If I continue to get tattoos, I promise not to write about them (but don’t hold me to it). If I continue to get tattoos, there are those who may write me off as gone ’round the bend, beyond hope. For now, though, indulge me.

I started writing “Tat Two” within a couple of hours of doing the deed, such was my puzzlement at my behavior. I submitted it to The Flexible Persona, who published it in October. Here it is.

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On Cookbooks

Once more I find that food is a sure way of capturing once-buried memories. My recent essay, “On Cookbooks: Collections and Recollection,” travels through the decades, from the first casseroles to Julia and Jacques, from Betty Crocker to Virginia Woolf.

I’m happy to have it published in the latest issue of Eclectica, one of the first journals to publish my writing when I was starting out. Read it here.

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Seventy

In one of Virginia Woolf’s last diary entries she wrote: “Observe perpetually. Observe the oncome of age. By that means it becomes serviceable.” And that’s what I find myself doing. I’m both a participant in and an observer of my aging, and I find it a fascinating journey and a rich resource for my writing.

“Seventy” is my latest essay, in which I quit beating around the bush & out myself in big bold numbers. It’s just been published by Stonecoast Review, and you can read it here.

 

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