Tapdancer. . .

—From EF— “We will offer no relevant evidence. Facts limit freedom.” That is the opening statement from the prosecutor in Tapdancer, our latest book. It’s a surreal farce along the lines of what would happen if a Kafka nightmare was staged by the...

Religion. . .

—From CB— In a Kurt Vonnegut novel I just read, there’s something called Church of God the Utterly Indifferent. It’s not a very nice church, but it’s founded on a principle I find myself in agreement with, this: the universe, as far as we can know it, is a unity. Its...

Sandpit. . .

—From EF— I thought maybe I was being stalked by an online troll. I got a message through Newspapers.com, where I do a lot of genealogy research. “I live in your old house in Valparaiso and noticed you.” The writer’s own account featured a 1938 photo...

Dignity. . .

—FROM CB— I’m rereading Faulkner’s AS I LAY DYING. The title itself gives consciousness to the dead woman, which of course becomes our consciousness. The problem, simply, is to build her a coffin and take her to a cemetery, a task of staggering complexity. The novel...

Loom. . .

—From EF— I have probably written here before about my discovery that my (our) life has required big changes every seven years, more or less—confusing and often painful times when what has been built, cherished and praised has reached the time when it must be released...

Just A Few. . .

Since I fell a couple of months ago and spent a week or so in the hospital, I’ve not been in ideal condition. I’ve come up with various complexities that make life more difficult. Just the price you pay, as my character says in a novel I’m writing, for the chance to...

Feral…

—From EF— I would like to have a t-shirt that says “feral.” I realize I would be proud to wear it, and this is new. The thought came to me during what I like to call my pre-dawn crepuscular time. (I love that word.) I don’t know what triggered it,...

Symbolism. . .

—From CB— Why do we vote against our interests? For a start, it should be said that we don’t: most of us don’t vote. Granted, the last Presidential election set a record, but in 2022 the rate dropped from 66% to 49%. And of course the fundamental question: what our...

Loving Age. . .

—From EF— Every year, every decade has brought me gifts. Sometimes they aren’t fully-appreciated until their picture has a frame, and I received a beautiful frame this Thanksgiving. Our family was together at our house. Our daughter Johanna, who has lived in...

Dying on Stage. . .

—From CB— It’s taken me a very long time to die. On stage, that is. I walked onstage for the first time. I carried some fake cherry blossoms. I was weepy. My duchess had died. I’d known someone very slightly who died, but it wasn’t really part of my daily life. Later,...