There comes a time in life when a person acquires a pill case. That time has come for me. I used to think pill cases were only for old people or the very ill who took lots of meds daily or for those who are supplement-crazed. It’s true I’m trending older, but I take only one prescription medication, and just three times a week. I pop a daily low-dose aspirin, and not having seen much sun this...
The “Lighter” Oscar-Nominated Short Films
It is not without trepidation that I make an annual pilgrimage to my local Spectrum Theater to see the Oscar-Nominated Short Films—Live Action. What gives me pause is that in recent years, despite the films originating from countries around the world, most of them have been heavy on the tragedy: the boy who drowns in quicksand, the young woman sold into sexual slavery, the family double-crossed...
I Think We’ve All Been “Stricken”
I’m reading this novel, Light Years, by James Salter, a novelist known for his succinct, luminous prose and his explorations of desire and ambition. He wrote with the precision of Hemingway and the emotional acuity of F. Scott Fitzgerald, and he carved out a space for his work in twentieth-century literature. Light Years, one of his critically acclaimed works, traces the slow dissolution of a...
SEND HELP
Do you ever read a book, or see a movie, or attend a performance, and walk out thinking, “Yeah, that was pretty good.” But then over the next hours and days you keep thinking about it, and the more you think about it, the more you appreciate what you experienced. It’s almost better afterwards, in your memory, than it was in real time. Send Help was that movie for me. Since the sad demise of the...
A Moment Too Big for Him
The spotlight is hot and unrelenting for those Olympic figure skaters. If you’re a downhill skier and you crash or miss a gate, your race is over. If you’re a speed skater and you wipe out on the oval track, you’re finished. But if you’re a figure skater and you mess up or fall, you have to keep going. We were watching the 21-year-old skating phenom Ilia Malinin perform his individual free skate...
WUTHERING HEIGHTS
I’d never read the old copy of Wuthering Heights on our bookshelf, with the cover frayed and soft at the edges and the pages thin as tissue. But when I heard the movie was coming out I decided to give this novel a read. Published in 1847 under the pseudonym Ellis Bell, Emily Brontë’s Wuthering Heights is an early example of a Gothic novel from the Victorian period. Unlike its contemporary Jane...
Staring Down Winter
You say you have the February blues, induced by the winter browns and grays and whites, the flat palette and the breath-stealing cold and the stinging, relentless wind, and for a while you can sit by the fire and read a good book and work on your puzzles and cook comforting food, but you begin to stir and can’t simply run the clock until spring, you have to stare down the season, but you don’t...
Art on a Frigid Day
The gallery and arts center MASS MoCA occupies the space of a nineteenth-century textile mill in North Adams, Massachusetts. This week we spent a brutally cold winter day roaming its galleries. Two exhibits stood out to me. Vincent Valdez’s work focuses on identity, social justice, and American History. A number of his oil paintings are done in grayscale, which I’ve not seen often. This one of...
The Perfect Sentence
I heard from a reader who got started on STILL LIFE and said that this sentence, which appears on only the second page of the novel, struck him as a perfect sentence: “I imagine the lake, too, through the leafless gap in the trees that winter opened like a cathedral door.” I don’t share this to brag or blow my own horn. Anyone who knows me knows I don’t do much of that. If anything, I’m more...
STILL LIFE is Here
The day you’ve been waiting for has finally arrived: the publication of my sixth novel, STILL LIFE, about a young artist whose creative energy and love life go sideways when his estranged father tracks him down. The best way to get your hands on this book (and extra copies for your friends and family) is to order STILL LIFE right here. I hope you like STILL LIFE, will write a review on Amazon...
I Dream of S.
I dreamt about S. for the third night in a row. I have no idea why. I won’t tell you the details because the dream events are chaotic, surreal in nature, with many jump-cuts and a complete lack of narrative continuity. The way most dreams are. I could never shape the retelling in a way that would make sense or be interesting to you. Plus, other people’s dreams are boring. For the same reasons I...
Song for a Complicated Relationship
Another set of lyrics that need to be set to music. I’m playing with the AAA-BBB-CCC-etc. rhyming pattern and trying to disguise a theme. You’re lovely tonight in my favorite blueAnd then you do the thing that you doBreak my heart I’ll always be true Oh special one, my endless devotionLost like a boat adrift on the oceanDeep in the haze of your magic potion Not made for each other but...
The Buffalo Bills Blunder
Not only did my beloved Buffalo Bills suffer yet another brutal and heartbreaking playoff loss, but they followed it with what I believe is a major organizational blunder. Fans of the team saw how controversial officiating calls led directly to this gritty team losing to the Denver Broncos in the divisional round of the playoffs. Sure, the team made many mistakes of their own, turning the ball...
Reflecting on A Nobel Acceptance Speech
You know when friends send you links and say you have to read this or watch that, and maybe sometimes you do? Well, a writer friend sent me a link to British novelist Kazuo Ishiguro’s 2017 acceptance speech for the Nobel Prize in Literature. I wasted no time watching it from beginning to end, forty-nine minutes. Ishiguro is one of my favorite writers. I’ve read all eight of his novels and his one...
“Their Final, most Essential Command”
The dystopian novel 1984 by George Orwell was published in 1949. It was assigned as part of the English curriculum in my high school. I still have a copy of the novel on my bookshelf, and I reread it a few years ago. The totalitarian society depicted is led by the dictator Big Brother and supported by mass surveillance and the Thought Police, which publishes a steady stream of propaganda and...
33 Years to Write this Novel
My upcoming novel, Still Life, took 33 years to write. That’s not a typo. With half a dozen published novels already behind me, my average time from concept to conclusion was about two years—one year for a first draft, another year for a bunch more drafts. So what the hell happened this time? In a previous century, in the year 1992, I wrote a short story titled “The Painter’s Son,” in which an...
Frenetic Ping-Pong Movie
The hottest actor these days seems to be Timothee Chalamet, and his latest film is the frenetic Marty Supreme. The film follows swaggering, twenty-something, table-tennis hustler Marty Mauser, a prodigy from New York’s streets who is attempting to raise enough money to travel to Japan to compete in a world championship tournament. Chalamet is at his best in a role that showcases his talent and...
Petrarchan for a Snowman
Like all types of sonnets, a Petrarchan sonnet is fourteen lines. It is sometimes called an Italian sonnet, and it has a specific rhyming pattern and two distinct halves. The first half is an octet (eight lines); the second half is a sestet (six lines). The octet establishes an initial idea, problem, or emotional state, and the sestet responds to it. The liminal space between the first and second...
It’s a Wrap!
That Spotify Wrapped is a real eye-opener. I found out my listening age is 73! Spotify called me an old soul, although I’ve probably been one since I was born. So I happen to like Gimme Shelter, I like Lay Lady Lay, and Blind Faith and Neil Young. I like the soul songs of Dione Warwick and Gladys Knight. But I also listen to a fair amount of alt-country and hip-hop. So says Spotify Wrapped...
What Inspires Art
Dots have always fascinated Japanese artist Yayoi Kusama, who continues to create art at the age of ninety-six. As a child, she experienced hallucinations where dots often appeared, and soon she began making art with polka dots. She said the use of dots was a way to confront and gain control over the terrifying hallucinations. What better way to deal with trauma than through art? Kusama also sees...
