Three years ago I had a dream set on a Hawaiian island — I don't know which one — that featured a character named the Goddess Cash. I transcribed the dream and wrote a short story based on it. And I began, without quite intending to, creating scenes for this character. I've amassed almost 100.... Continue Reading →
Why Donald Trump needs to read poetry (and get a cat)
This is not a political blog post per se, although when I’m done you will probably be able to tell on which end of the political spectrum I fall. Nor is the title deliberate click-bait, though I wouldn’t mind if it attracted a few additional readers. It’s not even specifically about The Donald, but rather... Continue Reading →