Mar 20, 2014
I think I just let my mom talk me into running a half-marathon with her… It’s called the Slacker Half-Marathon because it’s all down hill. It starts in Loveland around 10,000 feet and comes down to about 8,500 feet in Georgetown. My mom has run it in...
Nov 1, 2013
Hello, all! Sorry for my long blogging hiatus. Today is the beginning of yet another National Novel Writing Month, which means, of course, that I’m procrastinating by writing on my blog. I feel a little justified, though–I went to a midnight kick-off last...
Apr 13, 2013
Backwoods Pennsylvania nothing but Black tree silhouetted skeletons against Dark gray sky with pale remnants Of sunset hanging on in the western distance Flying through rolling hills flashing Highway signs rushing by in shades of green Music reverberating through the...
Sep 18, 2012
The sweet and earthy scents of Pittsburgh autumnPlay havoc with my memory. Another yearAlready gone by; clouds of warm airAnd diesel smoke tangle with wind and rainTo stir the pot of my volatile consciousness. The thoughtOf the past flickers in; it slips through the...
Mar 7, 2012
The rain falls softly from the spangled sky And leaves a sheen of starlight on the ground Beneath me. Far away, a siren calls And adds its hollow crying to the tears That drench my skin and quench my soul. Nearby, The city lights all sparkle through the dark And join...
