In the ongoing “nonhumans with books” series, I present a chicken reading Coop: Found it in a year-old Facebook message which I unfortunately archived before identifying the sender…so a general thank you to the unknown photog.
Among the more humbling (and recurring) ironies of calling oneself a “writer” resides the regular recognition that one is regularly incapable of finding words commensurate to circumstance, be there joy or grief, or–as in this instance–thanks to give. In other words, ain’t no way to say it. But you have to try. So, from the program: First, I…View post
Cats are totally into my books…as sleep aids. This is Thistle: This is Boggs: This is the kitty of Katie: And this is Wally, of Tidewater Books: Thanks to their owners for sending these photos.
We will have a most colorful time. He’ll sing some, I’ll say some. Wednesday, May 18, Chapel Hill, North Carolina. Details here. Thursday, May 19, Durham, North Carolina. Details here.
Among the unreserved joys of my unexpected life path I cherish the chance to hang out with nurses, loggers, or firefighters one minute and weirdo artists the next. In nearly all cases, everybody’s — to paraphrase Sturgill Simpson — just tryin’ to git in where they fit in. I was honored to attend Decadent Cabaret 2016…View post