It is the belief in story that takes me to truth, blinding as it always is. I used to think it was the act of writing, taking pen to paper, speaking words to screen but it was never about the act. It was the deed itself, the voice that will not be denied. Maybe that’s... Continue Reading →
Impending Impermanence: Hermine
We categorize storms—cyclone, hurricane, tropical, tornado— we track their paths. But nature is ever true to herself, arriving in her own time and with her own winds of change. Hermine will be no different, whether as a tropical storm or as a hurricane. In the hours preceding Hermine’s arrival, the idea of her impermanence is... Continue Reading →