Chance. . .

—From CB— This afternoon Elizabeth let me know that Edward Gibbon the historian stood only 4 ft. 8 in. But for a string of circumstances, I would have never known this. I suppose it began when I decided to apply for Northwestern rather than Harvard, as my English...

Tax Forms and Turkey Necks…

—From EF— I made a major booboo and missed a deadline. Personal income tax returns are due April 15th, and until 2015 that was true for partnership returns too. Then the IRS moved the partnership due date up to March 15th, because the income from the partnership is...

Surprise. . .

—From CB— In the film MEPHISTO, the lead character—a prominent German actor during the Nazi era—speaks of the element of surprise in acting. Apart from the core issues the movie raises, I’ve been thinking about that speech in relation to all forms of storytelling. The...

Logjam. . .

—From EF— I’ve finally busted out of a major slump, with Tuesday being the champ. I was spinning my wheels on current memoir writing and hadn’t even been able to let the job of writing the blog flash before my eyes for more than a nanosecond. FB tells me...

It Passes. . .

—From CB— I don’t like losing stuff. A trip back to Chicago resulted in seeing my decrepit freshman dorm—an old house labeled the “economy dorm”—replaced by a Burger King, though I was reunited with my freshman good buddy Michael. Not long after, I got word he died....

My Memoir. . .

—From EF— Elizabeth: One of Many—A Memoir of Discovery. Hey, my book is in print! It’s here. And I’m still here, although given some of the twists and turns, I think I’ve been very lucky. This memoir has been a long road, but now I’m holding...

David. . .

—From CB— I wrote earlier that I’d started a novel based on the King David story. It’s a few month later, and I’m on the third draft, middle of chapter 11. Once starting rewrites, they tend to go on and on. Meantime, I’ve read two King David novels. One, by Joseph...

Silence and Connection…

—EF— I love silence. It’s hard to come by, given that the inside of my head can spew things on so many different levels, but it can be had. I have a process I’ve thought of as “stopping time,” but I could also call it “claiming...

Freedom?

—From CB— A question that progressives constantly ask, fluttering like a moth at the candleflame, is: why do people choose to support policies against their own interests? The proposed answers: They’re stupid. They’re deluded. They’re intrinsically racist or sexist or...

Joy. . .

—From EF— When I planned to take the periodic solo day we each do about once a month, I wasn’t paying attention to the calendar, it’s just that February first was the first day that Bicentennial Campground was available and I grabbed it. I love that place,...