Commentary: On Cozy Blankets
The picture shows how I felt at the start of this year: exhausted, nestled warmly and comfortably in the sand, hiding under a blanket from the enormity of the sky and the sea…
A Lack of Resolution
There was a protocol for cases like this. She didn’t get the sense he wanted out completely—not that she could’ve granted such a wish. He just wanted a fair shot, and that she could do…for a price…
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!
From all of me to all of you, I hope you have a fantastic Christmas and/or holiday season, whatever you celebrate! The Quantum Cats and I are very cozy and figuring out our next moves. A little R&R is on the docket, and while I don’t expect to get a lot of words on the page over the next week, I am sure to do a lot of thinking, and that’s almost as important…right? Or maybe that’s my gift to myself! And now, I must return to an evening of Reindeer Games with the extended River family! By way of compensation, here’s a Christmas limerick: There once was a man with a sledIn December, he dressed all in redHe brought gifts to the goodLike a sled made of…
The Quantum Cats of Arbor Day – Chapter 7
Roger furrowed his brow and leaned back in his chair. “And you’re absolutely certain that’s what she said?” Noble nodded, chin up, chin down, decisively. “She was pretty close to my ear. I’m sure that was it.” “Hmm,” said Roger. “Ok. So what does it mean?”
cozy
Four-thirty: The sky is dark as ash The stars, diminished By the dim suburban glow To pale dots
The Quantum Cats of Arbor Day – Chapter 6
He turned back to Eloise. “What are you doing here?” he asked the cat, quietly. “I don’t mind that you’re here,” he said quickly, “but I don’t understand why. And why do you disappear sometimes when I look away, but not this time? Is there something you’re trying to tell me?”
The Quantum Cats of Arbor Day – Chapter 5
As the bus shuddered to a stop at a red light, cars and trucks and mopeds in the other lane zipped past the trees lining the sidewalks. Most were saplings with small leaves just beginning to unfurl, but the bright yellow aspen on the corner stood taller than any of them. It certainly had more cats—three, by his count.
The Quantum Cats of Arbor Day – Chapter 4
He tripped, and for a moment, he windmilled wildly down the sidewalk, arms flailing, legs trying to part ways with his torso. He looked away, struggled with some success to find his balance again, and slowed to a jog. He looked back up. The bus was still there, but the tree and the cat had vanished.