Spanning pages 230-269 in the anthology, and with my battle to regain my attention span, I found this story to be a mountain to climb....

  What a feeling it is. Gently resting on my lap, the opening a book, the paper cover and inner pages under my dry fingers. I rub the pages ...

  This past weekend marks the passage of another year of this exercise. I named the blog (exercise) and made my first post on this platform...

  In the early 2000's we took a trip to Vermont. Coincidently, it was almost ten years after the publication of this anthology, and as I...

    So much can be said in silence. I forget this, but when I'm reminded of it, its truth is familiar, and it stings because I work ...

  I encountered this story not knowing anything about the author or the story itself – the way I experience most of the stories in these a...

All the leaves are now off the large tree in our backyard. When I first set up this home office back in August, the tree was filled with lar...