One year left. In a scant five days I’ll be back down to Ioway. Am I excited? In some ways. I’m ready for the structure of my teaching and learning, ready for the deadlines of Workshop and for the peculiar atmosphere of Ioway City where all my friends and colleagues are all interested in literature [...]
Archive for the ‘Thanksgivings’ Category
Ioway or Bust
Posted in Books Read/ing, Fiction, Iowa Writer's Workshop, Poems, Thanksgivings on August 16, 2011 | 2 Comments »
To Be Two
Posted in Books Read/ing, Henry, Iowa Writer's Workshop, Thanksgivings on July 19, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
This summer has flown by. Even with the withering heat and humidity, the days seem to race by. Everything has been easy and fluid – no forced sorties down to Ioway. No grading papers. No requisite workshop letter-writing. No emails to answer from students. Just pleasant mornings with Henry. Cereal and milk and oatmeal and [...]
Summer Half Gone
Posted in Books Read/ing, Henry, Poems, Thanksgivings on June 28, 2011 | 1 Comment »
It feels that way – that pretty soon I’ll be back on Highway 35 heading down to Ioway. In truth, I still have a little less than two months here in Minnesota with Regina and Henry, but I am astonished at quickly the time has flown by. And I haven’t been as effective as I [...]
The Fatherhood Files
Posted in Excess and/or Senses, Henry, Thanksgivings on February 14, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
A new essay up on The Christian Science Monitor. http://www.csmonitor.com/The-Culture/The-Home-Forum/2011/0209/The-fatherhood-files
Grinding Gears, Jillian, and Happy Birthday(s)
Posted in Fiction, Thanksgivings on January 5, 2011 | 1 Comment »
2011 looks like insomnia, so far. Up nights, watching documentaries on Netflix. Scribbling down notes for new short stories and stalling out every time I touch my novel(s). No handbook to do this stuff. You just enter a dark tunnel and hope for the best. Hope that the batteries in your flashlight don’t die. That’s [...]
A Christmas Story, Of Sorts
Posted in Excess and/or Senses, Iowa Writer's Workshop, Thanksgivings on December 20, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
My first semester of graduate school is over. Hard to believe how quickly the time has rushed by. All the evenings driving through the Midwest. Through torrential rains, past windmills, infinite fields of Ioway corn, nuclear sunsets, small-towns, frigid cold, snow. The early days of teaching: the anxiety and disorganization. The first few workshops: discovering [...]
An Open Letter to Veterans, With Love & Respect
Posted in America, Thanksgivings on November 11, 2010 | 2 Comments »
It is Veteran’s Day and I write this letter to you from Iowa, where I sit in a comfortably appointed office on the grounds of a major land-grant university. I taught class this morning, to young men and women of the age that in other times of American war, would surely have been conscripted or [...]
Two New Poems Online
Posted in Poems, Thanksgivings on October 28, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
Some good news. I have two poems that were recently picked up by online journals. Sixth Finch and terrain.org have published some pieces that I am very excited about. The links are below: www.http://sixthfinch.com/ www.terrain.org/
Thirty One
Posted in Excess and/or Senses, Henry, Iowa Writer's Workshop, Thanksgivings on September 30, 2010 | 5 Comments »
It isn’t an easy thing, to sit down and survey your life, the last year. Tally your highs and lows with honesty. But I feel very blessed, even as I spend this night away from Regina and Henry. Much of the last year was spent at our little home in Madison, nurturing Henry and learning [...]
Apples for Cider
Posted in America, Excess and/or Senses, Fiction, Henry, Iowa Writer's Workshop, Ioway, Thanksgivings on September 21, 2010 | 2 Comments »
I had a terrific weekend spent in the company of my family and the Hanson family of Marion, Ioway. Nights spent drinking cold canned beer. Mornings around the table, eating with children. Eating good, hot food. Outside, always cold rain and the sky alive with lightning and thunder. Football on the television. Amongst family. Driving [...]