This weekend I wanted to celebrate the arrival of spring with a night out camping somewhere, so on Saturday afternoon I consulted my little New Mexico campgrounds book for locales near Albuquerque. One chapter focused on campgrounds east and southeast of Albuquerque- locations within an hour of the city, behind the Manzanos. Among the...
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I was driving home from work last night when I thought of that book. It had been years, perhaps decades since I thought about it, but at one time that book embodied a big chunk of what I wanted in life at the time. When I got it, I was almost a junior in...
Read more →Most of the time, I sit down to write and I just stare. Indescript images bubble up in my mind and then fade, unattached to clarity or meaning or significance. I don’t know how writers do it. I always think I’d be a decent writer if I had something to write about. I sift...
Read more →I try to make sense of it, as the days come and go, why some things spin off like they do. There probably is no making sense of it really. Why some people we want to love us want nothing to do with us. Why some people we struggle to like want to be...
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