Mar 4, 2024 | Uncategorized
—From EF— I’m nearly done. It’s been a fascinating process, arguing with myself to take the time to fiddle with the design, to find the problem-points, to make the mistakes and repair them, and to be OK with saying, “No, I’d like it to be this...
Feb 25, 2024 | Uncategorized
—From CB— In the past I’ve read posts about racism, sexism, etc., and tried to distinguish between folks making rational points and pissed-off folks just ranting. But I’ve not felt personally involved. Now I’m moved to post about “ageism.” I’m 82, and it strikes home....
Feb 18, 2024 | Uncategorized
—From EF— I am a week behind in writing a blog, but I am busy forgiving myself. It has been an unusual week. I have been massively involved in doing a collection of tasks related to preserving the value of our house, given that at our collective age it’s time to...
Feb 4, 2024 | Uncategorized
—From CB— I’m exploring history. My historical lifetime, to be specific. Creatively, by choice: remembering my life and strapped to the keyboard. It’s not a memoir: it might as well be, though lots has happened that’d be irrelevant, as happens in life. I find myself...
Jan 30, 2024 | Uncategorized
—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...
Jan 21, 2024 | Uncategorized
—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...
Jan 14, 2024 | Uncategorized
—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...
Jan 8, 2024 | Uncategorized
—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...
Dec 24, 2023 | Uncategorized
—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...
Dec 17, 2023 | Uncategorized
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...
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