Which Is Why You Buy It Outta the Back of a Pickup Truck
This being the season of bragging on gardens, I herewith submit the antidote to FOMO: behold our sweet corn.
This being the season of bragging on gardens, I herewith submit the antidote to FOMO: behold our sweet corn.
Took me ’til the sixth draft until I spotted the ridiculousness of this adjective and cut it: ..on a fifteen-below winter day…
Hands down (!) the most personal piece I’ve ever written. From the book, “Danger: Man Working,” available here.
In what would have been a smoky irony I once nearly burned my house down with this bad boy while fighting a barn fire. Details in Chapter Six of “Truck:…View post
That moment when you’re reading one of your essays live for the very first time–before a convention center full of librarians, no less–and you realize although you know what it…View post