It’s still Friday somewhere, yes? I was exhausted from sorting and hauling and shopping and laughing and running through the lightning/rain yesterday, and fell asleep in my hotel room in Champaign last night before I could get the blog up. And today there was more of the same, though fortunately little rain. But my …Read More

CALLING MR LONELY HEARTS, the novel I’m working on now, is filled with birds. I’m not sure how they came to be there, or why. I could explore the subject, but I’d rather leave it for a reader to discover. Writers are notoriously bad diviners of meaning in their work. I love wild birds. I …Read More