How To Be in Two Places at Once

How To Be in Two Places at Once

I’m doing it right now You have at least three superpowers Assuming you are a person living in an industrialized, technically up-to-date society, you are able to do things that not so long ago in human history would have been impossible. You’ve probably lost sight of your extraordinary gifts since you use them so frequently. Let’s take the ability to exist simultaneously in more than one place at a time. This was once exclusively the purview of the gods: Apollo could steer his fiery sun chariot across the sky while simultaneously playing his lyre in the halls of Olympus. At…

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I’m a Meme!

I’m a Meme!

Am I the only one who didn’t know? I had an entirely different post in mind, until . . . I read the most recent issue of Roxanne Gay’s addictive newsletter, The Audacious Roundup (highly recommended). One of her beguiling news tidbits this week reads: “I cannot begin to wrap my mind around this story about a studio building a film studio and sports arena in… space? WHAT? And by 2024? Sure, Jan.” Excuse me? Sure, Jan? I read further down the page; no Jans mentioned. I clicked on the link and read the article about the purported studio in space. There…

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Ageism Hurts Everyone

Ageism Hurts Everyone

No matter your tally of birthdays Ageism = the last “ism” to be recognized In our culture — not just North America, but a whole lot of the developed world — ageism is so ingrained that it’s easy to miss. We’re so used to it that we don’t even see it when it’s right there in front of us. Take for example, the image under the subtitle of this post. I searched on my favorite royalty-free sites, using the keywords “happy old person” or “laughing old person.” I wanted to find something that portrayed someone who was undeniably and unapologetically…

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Dogtail Hour in Our ‘Hood

Dogtail Hour in Our ‘Hood

It’s BYOT — Bring your own toy There’s an unofficial dog park on our block It’s really just a large lawn, mostly flat but sloping gently toward the middle, originally put there by the developers as an aesthetic way to handle drainage. It’s bounded by streets on two sides, by an alley on one, and by an expanse of cattail-studded brush on the other, the haven of red-tailed blackbirds and white-tailed deer that stretches between the outskirts of our neighborhood and the river. In practice, though, it’s a community recreation center. It’s where kids build tepees out of dry cattail…

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Americans Agree on a Lot

Americans Agree on a Lot

So let’s change the narrative of division Months back, I vowed to stop writing about politics But that doesn’t mean I won’t write about democracy, or about what it means to be an American in these critical days. Especially having just passed the first anniversary of January 6, 2021 — a day that I believe ranks with 9/11 in terms of existential threat to the nation — the state of our Union is a topic that is with me, waking and sleeping. I find myself ricocheting, feeling hopeful and resolved one moment, frightened yet resigned the next. I know I’m…

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Hear That Sound?

Hear That Sound?

That’s January arriving. Brace yourself Remember November? How it appeared burnished with gold and, as the weeks swelled into the feasting time, dripped with butter? Then December bustled in like a pleasantly plump auntie, eager to help decorate and shop and bake cookies until it was time to sit down with a nice cup of something. November invited us to have second helpings. December clapped its hands in delight as we opened presents. January barges in and tells us to get back to work. November sounded like gloriously colored leaves fluttering earthwards to spangle the sidewalks, and like saucepans bubbling…

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In Praise of Lull Week

In Praise of Lull Week

The truly most wonderful time of the year What to call the week between Christmas and New Year’s? Google the question and you’ll find many answers, none of which we seem to have settled on. It appears the Brits, or some of them anyway, call it Boxing Week. In my judgment that’s a faded extension of Boxing Day and lacks the imagination of other suggestions: Betwixtmas; Crimbo Limbo; the Merrineum; Prepiphany (that last one is mine). Some Twitter wits (Twits?) dismiss this week as the doldrums, a period in which time loses meaning and we are left to drift aimlessly…

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Hit With Holiday Sads?

Hit With Holiday Sads?

Three tips that can help The holidays are rough on some of us; that’s not news. Their arrival during the shortest days of the year — assuming you live north of the equator — comes freighted with expectations and associations like no other turn of the calendar. If for whatever reason you’re not feeling the magic, the contrast between the twinkling lights and inescapable music of your outer environment and the tangled murk of your interior can really bring you down. This year, that contrast is even more acute. The holiday energy is doubly frantic, as though we’re trying to…

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I’m Listening to My Body, and Here’s What It’s Saying:

I’m Listening to My Body, and Here’s What It’s Saying:

Sorry not sorry I’m supposed to be doing things Writing this blog post, for one, which is taking about all the energy I can muster, so if it trails off somewhere in the middle, please understand. Also by now I should have recorded another blogcast episode. Shameless plug here: https://www.buzzsprout.com/1860172, available on almost all platforms and new episodes landing weekly! Also I should have reorganized and cleaned out the bathroom cabinet because we’re having the whole thing remodeled right after Christmas and all that stuff is going to have to live somewhere else for the duration. My current novel-in-progress languishes…

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