It’s the word that popped into my mind a few minutes ago. Intervention. I am late to writing today because I’ve been translating reviews from French into English for a painter. “Life intervenes,” I thought to myself, smiling, knowing that however much I want to start my day by writing – for myself – responsibility […]
Why I need to take up drinking
Two nights ago I mixed my first martini, ever. It was cool. It was hot. It was dirty. One slosh of vermouth. Three similar sloshes of vodka. A little olive brine, straight from the jar. Crushed ice (shaken and stirred?). Okay. Did I ever say I mixed martinis like a seasoned bartender? Trust me. It […]
Can you be bought?
Everything has its price I’ve spent days, weeks really, maneuvering through objects and obstacles. In my little den. The jammed office. My bedroom, the living room, a wretched corner in the kitchen. I am looking. Taking silent inventory. Running numbers in my head. I toss aside the memories as best I can. Memories of marriage […]
Rescuing dreams
There is something I am not seeing. There must be. I am unable to fight back the waves. I erect a barrier, and it holds, briefly. Then it crumbles, and I am knocked down and submerged. I pull myself up and rebuild, as another wall of water rises beneath a deceptive sky. And I am […]