I Never Said That! #FridayReflections

The Internet, once a place for academic collaboration and knowledge sharing, has become fertile soil for the emergence and growth of “alternative facts” and “fake news.” We are all complicit in the spread and planting of this mental kudzu, and it speaks volumes about us – all of us – when we share what we Read More …

Letter from a Writer to an Artist

Dear T___, Writing is wordplay. It is experimentation. Some days, it’s completely dorktastic; other days, it is full of academic pretension fooling no one. Sometimes, the “Muse” smiles upon us like a ray of sunshine through a golden morning haze, and we are blessed. Do artists resent happy dabblers in art? Weren’t you all dabblers, Read More …

Done, Distracted, Defined

April, as T.S. Eliot wrote, is the cruelest month. It leaves its cobwebs on everything. Sweep them away, or get swept away by them. April doesn’t care. This post started out as something else, but left me drained. April brings jumbled, dusty thoughts. But April showers wash them away. I crumpled it up, which is Read More …