Getting Rid of It. . .

—From CB— At some point, accumulation becomes a curse. As one enters the age of the endgame—EF 82, CB 81—you begin to lie awake in the dark hearing the choir intone, “You can’t take it with you.” Money is easy. We made our wills long ago, realizing that drunk drivers...

Honey. . .

—From EF— I’m in the process of writing the second book of my memoir, and getting closer to the beginning of our second Great Heave — having our own theatre building again. The first one was in Milwaukee with the newborn Theatre X, and that was an epic change....

Grunting Along. . .

—From CB— This morning, making coffee, we got into a spat—a trivial thing but one of those moments that happen over the course of sixty-two years, when you just can’t let go, when words elicit a reply that elicits more words, and on and on, like a hot potato you can’t...

It’s All in the Timing

—From EF— Watching the endless but ever-changing procession of waves at the ocean today, I realized that I was seeing a lesson on how to deliver comedy. I love the muscular foamy wham-bam of a breaking wave almost as much as a good belly-laugh, so I watch closely as...

Purpose. . .

—From CB— Why do you write? Not a stupid question—one that comes up endlessly in online writers’ groups—but generally one to be dodged. You can contemplate it for hours, turn it over and around and about, or you can write. I’ve always found my own answers flippant or...

New Year…

—FROM EF— Well, hello, New Year! We’ve just had a week of glorious rain, and then today is golden sun and blue skies—for just this day. Tomorrow we will return to blessed rain. I am profoundly grateful that this year’s fire season was a dud up here. In...

Covid and Christmas. . .

—FROM CB— So at last, despite five vaccinations, assiduous masking, etc. I join the Covid statistics. I’ve tested positive three days now, Elizabeth still negative, despite our living in each other’s pockets. Symptoms are very mild. Fatigue, spans of coughing, that’s...

Solo. . .

—From EF— My mind let slip the fact that I was overdue for my “solo day.” This is a very nice practice CB and I have done for quite a while, to take a monthly break from living and working in each others’ pockets 24/7 to refresh our knowledge of who...

Art and Age. . .

—From CB— On Facebook, a friend posted an article, but the link didn’t work for me. Very much wanted to read it for personal reasons, but instead I’ll have to write it. Or at least what comes floating to the top. The topic: what makes aged artists keep doing it?...

Going Deep. . .

—From EF— Yes, Virginia, Conrad and I do sometimes have energetic arguments, bolstered by the knowledge that for more than sixty years we have always worked them out. The recent one was on the way home from the ocean last Sunday where I remarked that I didn’t...