I’m really into making pottery. I don’t talk about it all that much, partly because it’s hard to talk in words about something that happens purely from the right side of your brain, and partly because, well, it’s my thing, and I don't always feel like sharing it. Sometimes it&… Read full post »

My father sends me letters. For the past year or so, he’s been hand writing missives about his childhood and mailing them to me 3,000 miles away. He’s getting up there in his years, and I think he wants to document his youth while he still has lucid memories of it.… Read full post »