[Estimated reading time: ≈1 minute] I always say that I don’t gravitate toward fiction, in my writing or my reading. “Why would I want to read about made-up people when real people are so interesting?” I like to “learn something,” I always say. I read about rock art discoveries, women travelers, the writing life, Henrietta

[Estimated reading time: <1 minute] Today I think that I love rock art because it challenges me to reckon with time, with the modern, Western clock-world I was born into, and its the linear passage of calendar days, months, years marching ever forward. Tick tock. So hard to believe it is just a concept. Face-to-face

[Estimated reading time: <1 minute] We met Friday, he moved in Saturday. Truth be told, I wanted a Yorkshire Terrier … had been dreaming and researching for a couple of months. But my lifestyle is simply not conducive to being responsible for a dog. Or even a cat. I love cats. But I travel for

[Estimated reading time: <1 minute] Almost every Friday morning for the last 10 years, my friend Catee and I have gotten on the phone and read each other what we’ve written that morning. It is quite amazing to us both that we have sustained this ritual over the years, what with all the pulls of