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The Price of Living is Dying

It has been two years today since Lisa’s death. At this time on that day everything was normal. I suppose it has returned to something like normal. It’s been two whole years now, after all. But at my college reunion we all sat at the Grotto at midnight, a special place at Notre Dame where […]

Lost in “Lost In Living”

Sometimes art is painful. But sometimes it’s worth it. “Lost In Living,” a documentary about motherhood and artistry, is worth it. I know that I have to ration my voluntary exposure to such pain. There are books that I stop and start, TV shows I simply cannot watch, writing topics that I know I have […]

I’m Getting By With a Little Help From Eliot Daley and a Million Other Writers

I tried Grammarly’s online grammar check free of charge because I wanted to see if it was smarter than me. It wasn’t, but it made some good subjective suggestions that were surprisingly intuitive for a robot. Here’s the flow of events: I subscribe to the Dr. Laura podcast. Yes, I do. (But that’s not the point here, […]

I Am a Writer

I race to the computer. But first I furiously open a bottle of wine. But first I tear off my skinny jeans and thrust my legs into a pair of worn out, fraying “sweatshirt” shorts, the ones with a drawstring. But first I pee. I race to the computer to say this: that I am […]