I’m in my last in-person class of the season, this time with Nick Flynn. He’s a well-known, generative writer with a Substack called “Notes on Bewilderment,” and a slew of autobiographies.

Last night I went with a few friend to hear David Sedaris read at Town Hall.

If you really want to study people, put a statue on your wall.

I have few natural talents, but among my strongest is the ability to sign up for multiple things at once without knowing I’ve done it.

Well, it sort of worked.

And the comfort of living with ghosts

Last Thursday I met with my lovely agent Natasha via zoom in order to get ready for today, January 20th.

"I noticed I was laughing again. I reached for her next to me when I worked. I was sleeping better. I was telling stories again."

Happy mid-December!

At some point it became clear to me that I couldn’t manage my giant city house.

There was a time when I was a songwriter.

I’ve said it before, even yesterday to a struggling friend, and I’ll say it again: The easiest part of writing a book is writing a book.

And Green Tea with Apricot and Vanilla

In 2023 I stood outside what was clearly a terrible piece of property on Commercial Street in Provincetown, Cape Cod.

In 2023 I stood outside what was clearly a terrible piece of property on Commercial Street in Provincetown, Cape Cod.

Yesterday I received back the last of the Big Three developmental edits of my book.

Since I haven’t been able to do much else with these non-working, post-surgical arms, I took my daughter-in-law, Kalyn, to find a place to bury me last week.

Yesterday I was sent to bed at 3:30 in the afternoon.

I need some

On April 5th some number of protestors — 5+ million, but an unknown quantity— took part in the Hands Off Day of Action in the United States.

This week the organization I used to lead released a new “Standards of Practice.” I was interested in it, of course, because after twenty years at the helm, I’m interested in what they do, not because...