Remembering Herbert Scott

  SLEEPING WOMAN                     —after the painting by Richard Diebenkorn   I’m walking east down Lovell in Kalamazoo in the middle of the afternoon, and it’s hot, July something, and there’s a man...

Insight from a Dreamscape

  “One day when I was really pushing through, writing every last word, it occurred to me there is nothing more wholesome than having great knowledge in literature. You are pure, and insightful, and brave in ways you never imagined when you are intelligent in...

When Dancers Turn to Writing

    Tuesday evening, I planned on attending what looked to be an interesting reading. . . but what it turned out to be was an inspirational, uplifting and hilarious multigenre experience. The event was titled “After Dancing: Dancers Turn to Writing,” and for...

On Taking a Year Off

  It’s about that time again—the act of road-tripping across a series of states, taking large sums of money for a range of books, getting those books signed by authors, seeing those authors read, attending a diverse set of panels that delve into various...