Swimming through my mind

Swimming through my mind

I’ve been obsessed with gar for the last few weeks. Yep, gar — cylindrical, toothy, armored, prehistoric fish. Don’t know why, for sure, but I can trace it back to one morning at a muddy little creek where I saw arrow-shot gar carcasses piled up everywhere along with their living counterparts slipping through the currents of the creek. The gar have since then been swimming through my mind. It was a weird experience, but the...

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King of the woodpile

King of the woodpile

  I usually work in a back room I’ve nicknamed the dungeon (no windows and a sometimes depressing place when the muse plays hard to get), but on weekend mornings when everyone else sleeps in, I work from the living room sofa. One reason I work in the dungeon is because I’m easily distracted by what’s going on in our yard. The main reason I enjoy working from the sofa is because I CAN be distracted by what’s going on...

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