Coach

I stand in front of a sink and wash wash dishes, while I think think think about running, having writ writ written any number of words in the morning. That's my ritual. An hour or two of writing in the morning before work and then running in the afternoon once the shackles are loose. I …

Humbled but Hungry Under the Low October Sun

The leaves are rustling and the sun is just about to set on another day in The Land. The forecast says there's only a 10% chance of rain, but the air feels more foreboding than 10%. It feels like 50%. The dark clouds smothering the sunset lend to this suspicion. Either way, I'm going to …