Tag: parent

Writing, rainy. Outside the window, Mama cardinal with two babies. They’re big as her and pecking but still she feeds them. Adolescents.

Reading Roxane Gay’s “Bad Feminist,” I respect and resonate with this line from the acknowledgements: I’m hoping my parents don’t read this book, but they are beloved and have made all things possible. Each of my “adult” books include a similar thank you: First and foremost, to my parents—anything decent is because of them, anything else…View post

I wrote this piece after listening to a Brandi Carlile* concert. Today as I pulled away from the curb after delivering my daughters to school, I thought of it again. I have two daughters. So including my wife, at my house it’s three-to-one girls against boys. A fellow I met recently on the road told me,…View post

“You can’t WISH it to happen, you have to MAKE it happen.” Me, to my five-year-old, on the subject of getting your socks on. Finally those old Tony Robbins cassettes are paying off.

Back home. Writing in the room over the garage. Had some company.