What I’m reading

On January 20 of this year, I wrote in my diary, I feel myself moving into an information consumption phase.  Whenever I move into this consumption phase after a satisfying productive phase, it is an unnerving transition. “But I should be writing, not reading about writing,” I say to myself.  “If I want to write, … Continue reading What I’m reading

Insomnia

I finished a book last night that kept me awake when I turned out the light to sleep.  Albatross.  A woman’s story of surviving at sea when the sailboat she was crewing on sank.  As I lay there in the dark, trying to drift into dreamland, I saw her purple puckered sores in the filthy … Continue reading Insomnia