Dispatches and speculations from the American roadside.

October 8, 2021

A Mystic Allure

Sunset: 6:26pm. A waxing crescent moon. The weather is too chipper. I crave gloom, damp leaves on the sidewalk, and a chilly breeze.

October 7, 2021


Sunset: 6:27pm. Partly sunny and high of 75 degrees. It’s much too warm for October. Today I was introduced to the concept of “falling in love with a moment.”

October 6, 2021

Local Artists on the Local News

Sunset: 6:29pm. Moon: New. Today C. and I were on television.

October 5, 2021


Sunset: 6:30pm. Moon: New. My father would have turned 73 today.

October 4, 2021


Sunset: 6:32pm. Moon: Waning crescent. A damp Monday with dull grey air and internet outages.

October 3, 2021

Talking Over a Car Alarm

Sunset: 6:34pm. Moon: Waning crescent. It’s too warm for October, yet C. and I are dreaming about the desert again.

October 2, 2021

Shamble and Stride

Sunset: 6:35pm. Moon: Waning crescent. This morning I went for an ugly jog and accidentally got absorbed into a marathon-in-progress.

October 1, 2021

A Sinful Sun

Sunset: 6:37pm. Moon: waning crescent. A light breeze while the American government continues to decay.

August 22, 2021

A Tired Age

As I write this, a hurricane is approaching the eastern seaboard, which captures the general mood for the past eighteen months: the waiting-and-seeing.

August 17, 2021


Along the way, I began to think of my book as a monster.

July 5, 2021


Fireworks showered the nation last night, in part to commemorate the end of masking and distancing.

June 27, 2021


I’m still recovering from the shock of so many people in the streets talking about money and brunch.