Water-Resistant

For the past two weeks I’ve been walking Jack along the river in Riverside Park. Every day there are people fishing from the riverboat wharf. Although I never saw anyone catch a fish, just watching them cast their lines fueled an itch. I checked the 10-day forecast...

March

Five times in the last week I told myself that I should keep some kind of phenology. This realization is an annual event, and it always happens a week or two before the first day of spring. It is when the change of seasons becomes obvious and I wonder whether spring...

A Taiwanese Accent

My current writing project is a series of essays about life as a middle class Wisconsin dad raising his daughter alongside a first generation Asian American mom. I am two years into the project, but only recently have I been sending draft chapters to my biracial...

Ball and Socket

This week I watched five different DYI videos on three different subjects. The first two were about filleting a walleye. While the demonstrations did not teach me much that I did not already know, they were strong reminders that I don’t get my fillet knives sharp...

I Let the Words of My Youth Fade Away

I cannot remember the last time I wrote an essay or a book chapter where the original introduction survived the final edit. I ramble when I write, yet I value concise writing. By the time I get to the heart of a topic, the first several paragraphs of a piece...
Steven Simpson