A Recent Dream

Last night I had a dream about a new Disney park called Life. One of the attractions within the park only admitted the dads, and it was called Work. Once I went in, I couldn’t get out. Ordinarily I’d be bothered if I found myself dreaming in clichés, but this one got...

Who Are Your Waters?

Years ago I either read or was told that one of the first questions people ask each other when they meet for the first time varies with which part of the United States they are from. Some people ask, “What part town are you from?” Others ask, “Who is your family?”...

Outwitted

I recently read Ian McEwan’s new novel What We Can Know. A full week has passed since I finished the book, and I still don’t know what I think of it. At times during the reading, I was impressed with the quality of the prose and totally taken in by the storyline. At...

Out of Tune

A few weeks ago I pulled my guitar from behind the coats in the front closet of my house. It had been ten years since I’d even held my guitar, but I seldom get any good writing done after midday, and I was looking for something else to do on cold winter...

Vintage

Last week Clare called to ask me what I wanted for Christmas. I gave her a few suggestions, but then told her that what I really want is to replace my old ragg wool balaclava. The problem, I said, is that my old balaclava has a brim, and I can’t find one like it....
Steven Simpson