In his magnificent book On Writing, Stephen King describes makes the amusingly accurate claim that writing is basically telepathy. "All the arts depend on telepathy to some degree, but I believe that writing offers the purest distillation," he offers. As an example, he points out that the book is scheduled to be published in late 2000,… Continue reading Telepathy
Yard Work
I admit, I was once a fan of yard work, but it's fallen by the wayside. With so many other interesting distractions -- you know, things like being with family and friends, or tackling the zillion other household chores that claw at one's leisure time -- work around the outside of the house has been… Continue reading Yard Work
My version of heaven
If I ever make it to a heavenly afterlife, it will be a corridor full of rooms, and each room will be filled with my friends, and we'll talk and laugh and play board games and celebrate being in each others' presence, not even noticing as time goes by. Oh, and maybe someone will bring… Continue reading My version of heaven
Hiring Faith Rewarded
Today I'm writing about the opposite of seeing thestrals. Maybe that makes it seeing... a Pegasus? You know, the kind of deus ex machina that swoops in to help you when you didn't realize how badly you needed it? There's a unique satisfaction derived from searching for a good hire, finding one, and having that person go… Continue reading Hiring Faith Rewarded
“Flipping the Bit”
A few more chorus members have left the chorus I sing in, casualties of trust from the transition. They've decided that for them, singing for that conductor in that chorus under these circumstances is just causing them angst. There are enough other musical outlets in the Boston area that they'll certainly find another chorus to… Continue reading “Flipping the Bit”
The Joys of JJFoley 