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Still Life with Artichokes and Anaïs Nin
"You’re writing a memoir about Anaïs Nin?” she asked. “Really?” "Well, it’s more just an anecdote,” I said. “Something you might jot down in a diary.” "Hold it,” she said. “Hold it. A diary? You’re too late. Anaïs Nin staked out that turf decades ago. You might even be accused ... Read More
Sound, Air, Water . . . On the Rocks
One day a while back, while switching between FM stations on my car radio, the rich texture of a cello filled the space around me. It wasn’t so much that a melody caught me up, or a rhythm had me tapping the steering wheel. It felt more like standing on ... Read More
Where Did the West Go?
The road stretched straight and flat before me, like you’d see in a sports car commercial or a Dennis Hopper movie. On either side, the land spread wide and open. Not quite flat–with a bit of a roll here and there–dotted continuously with juniper and other unidentifiable desert shrubs. I ... Read More
How to Perform Heart Surgery for Dummies
The Man with Diminished Humor. My marriage—our eighteen-years of for better, for worse—was, on its surface, a castle with exquisite gardens and the most elegant façade. A walk-through of the interior exposed the true state of our union: spider-vein cracks, chipped paint, and mold. Our house clung to its secrets, ... Read More