Monthly Archives: December 2011

  To say another year has gone by is an affront to what happens in a year of life. Even to measure life as a series of days isn’t quite right, but this has all been said before. What life … Continue reading →

My dad died when I was a senior in high school, fall of 1994. A theme of my life is using the things he used and, in some cases, wearing the things he wore. In my novel Highway Bleeding, “Old … Continue reading →

December 16th, 2006 sticks raw in my mind. I can’t remember if it’s the date we took possession of our home in Minnesota, or if it’s when I unloaded the truck halfway and slept on the empty, carpeted floor all … Continue reading →