Grandpa was…

My wife wrote this eulogy for her grandfather, Kensinger Jones. She read it at his memorial service last month. Since the service, people who knew and loved Ken have been asking for a copy (including me). I think it’s lovely. (I don’t have a photo of Keeley and Ken together, […]

“Shrouded in a daft disguise…”

For a few years now, I’ve been dreaming about a house. The same house, time after time. It’s not a house I know in the waking world, it bears no similarity to anywhere I’ve ever been. The closest place I could name to describe it would be the Haunted Mansion […]

It matters.

After a busy, stressful month or so at the office and a full court press to get The Cradle ready, I was all set last week to write a longish sort of post to catch up and get back on a normal schedule again. I’d been walking around with a […]

The First. The Tenth. The Third.

A few months back, my wife had to switch doctors. She’d been with the same physician for years, so losing them halfway through her first pregnancy was a little bit of a disappointment. But it wasn’t the end of the world. The new doctor was a very experienced, businesslike woman […]

On Boxes, Books, Ballet, and Birthdays

Turning 40? Nothing to it really, once everything was said and done. With chaotic detritus from the recent move still littering areas of the new house (and my own psyche), we celebrated my fortieth birthday a bit early on Saturday night by escaping to my favorite restaurant, Tres Lobos. No […]

On New Ideas and the Perils of Watercress

Well, it’s been a while. Lying in bed a few weeks back I found myself drifting in and out of a vague dream about a clone on the run from some sort of shadowy government agency. In my half-waking mind, the components of a story started to come together. Upon […]


Casting Call

We follow Bob, the Director, through a maze of students, hallways, paths, across streets. Students are everywhere and I come down from my post-lecture giddiness to feel a bit old. College was a long, long time ago. We have lunch with the cast and, once again, I forget to record […]