Taos Toolbox is moving along— swimmingly, I must say— and has already featured two critique sessions, a couple of lovely catered meals, and a serious literary discussion in the hot tub. Some of the moments of critique stood out, and here they are: Your story gave me a minor epistemological crisis. If you could write […]

I found a picture of Ray Bradbury as he looked before he became the affable, bespectacled, white-haired figure we’ve seen over the last couple decades.  This is a lot closer to how he looked when he wrote the stories and novels for which he’ll most likely be remembered. He looks serious, driven.  He looks like […]

  I spent much of the afternoon and early evening shuttling in and out of the house watching the Transit of Venus.   Through the telescope the sun seemed quiescent and slightly blotchy, and then a black disk began to move across it, as if our star had donned a beauty patch.  Venus was larger than […]

I’m up the mountain at the Rio Hondo workshop, hanging out with eleven other talented writers, talking deep into the night, enjoying hot tub parties, critiquing their work, and grooving on the spectacle of the natural world. This also means my posting here might be scant for the rest of the week. We— well actually […]