A window opens… and the window closes. There are prairies and rolling grasslands, orchards and dense woods, a pier down on the esplanade where the ferry comes in. Love grows, love is professed, love is refused, love sometimes fades…. Read More ›

Ulysses” (1922) by James Joyce You hit the wall of words at full speed. The wall is large, tall and thick. If you’re wearing a crash helmet — that is, if you’re contemporaneously reading a guidebook or explanatory text —… Read More ›

The Pritchard Score in honor of Dr. J. Evans Pritchard, Ph.D.       To score your book, please begin at zero and then run through the following questions.   Did you stay up late past your bedtime to read… Read More ›

Chapter 12 — The Cyclops   …The figure seated on a large boulder at the foot of a round tower was that of a broadshouldered deepchested stronglimbed frankeyed redhaired freelyfreckled shaggybearded widemouthed largenosed longheaded deepvoiced barekneed brawnyhanded hairylegged ruddyfaced sinewyarmed… Read More ›

Thursday, Nov. 23, 2017 Today is U.S. Thanksgiving, and I am thankful for one very important thing: us. I am thankful for all of us, children of a common mother and children of a map maker. I’m thankful that we… Read More ›