Making his feelings abundantly clear
My newborn son is in my lap, presumably happy as a clam while I tap away on my keyboard. I’m making serious progress, able to type with two hands for…
A new, perhaps bladder-inspired ending to Tiny Furniture
Has you seen Lena Dunham’s film Tiny Furniture? I heard great things about this movie, and over the weekend, my wife and I finally had a chance to sit down…
Charlie’s First Day
When my daughter was born three years ago, I wrote a post detailing the day as part of the blog I write to my children every day. I did the…
Final cover at last! And Publisher’s Weekly, too!
There are have been many versions and iterations and drafts of the cover for my next book (and you’ve probably seen a few), but the final cover for Memoirs of…
Strong evidence that I’m probably a terrible person
I’m listening to filmmaker Mark Duplass discuss his life and career on Marc Maron’s podcast. I like Duplass a lot. I suspect that in terms of our sense of narrative…
I judged this book by its cover (and its title) because I’m an idiot
I’m an idiot. For years my wife has told me to read Sharon Creech’s Newbury Award winning novel Walk Two Moons. I adore many of Sharon Creech’s other books (I…
Little People at a Drive-In Theater
It’s been a while since my daughter has created a unique tableau with her little people. Last week she chose the outdoor patio of a local restaurant for her latest…
The odd, invented, sometimes violent, oftentimes adult oriented games of my childhood.
For those interested, there is a new post written by my sister on our brother-sister blog 107 Federal Street. This week my sister writes about some of the odd, occasionally…
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