i seem to be less affected by winter than i remember being as a kid. then, winters were long, they induced adrenaline rushes every time you prepared to step out the door. they were times of snowbanks over your head, blizzards that ground life to a halt, they demanded every bit of self-reliance you could [...]
minnesota highway 36 connects stillwater to the outside world in one direct shot. sure, you can take highway 5 to I-694 or to manning and then I-94, but if you grew up in stillwater you know highway 36 like the path from the kitchen to the living room in your own home.
it is exactly five [...]
fellow minnesotan, fly-fisherman and stomper-in-the-woods erich of cached memories, says it better than i could for this christmas:
…Even now as I feel so strange about sitting alone and writing I think back on one of my fondest memories of solitude. As a child I sat in the bottom of the upturned Christmas tree box with [...]
oh, our poor men’s basketball program. what a long and painful road they’ve traveled, and yet so far they seem to have to go. but, they’re looking good. katie and i went to the game at williams arena last night. the boys dominated chicago state in such a way i’m hopeful they’ll surprise a few [...]
i often think about why i write. what point is it that i want to make? i’ve had a hard time nailing that down. thinking about the road jim walsh has pursued (see previous post) and now thinking about what gary snyder once said, that the work of the poet is to give voice to [...]
i frequently jabber about why i want to check out living out west. summed up in yesterday’s post “why i want to live out west” (i thought it seemed like an appropriate title). all perfectly valid, but i’ll say that i don’t go through every day sullen and depressed at the prospect of having spent [...]
A chapbook I've published containing my writing alongside the work of some other talented folks.
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