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On Driving

In a nutshell, I’d rather not. From the initial thrill of getting my driver’s license at 16 to wishing I could manage without it now, the story is here in the Spring issue of Rathalla Review. “On Driving” starts on … Continue reading

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Flȃneur with Baedeker, or, Student of the Map

My newest published essay is about maps – physical, paper fold-out maps – my fondness for them, their pending extinction from everyday life, maps and guidebooks in my travels and sighted in literature. “Flaneur with Baedeker, or, Student of the Map” appears … Continue reading

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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 … Continue reading

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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. … Continue reading

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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. … Continue reading

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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 … Continue reading

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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. … Continue reading

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