I last rode a bicycle in 1996. A few weeks ago the expanding price of gas combined with my expanding hip size inspired me to haul out the old two-wheeler.

Ever wonder what a semester’s worth of work in a low-residency MFA program looks like? Here’s my “To Do” list for the next three months: Read 21 books. Keep a

I’ve almost made it through my first eight-day residency at Goddard’s MFA program in Port Townsend, WA. The cool breezes are carrying me through. From the folks back in Ohio

I decided to leave Fort Worden (home of Goddard MFA-west’s bootcamp) for the morning and go into town because I had a little business thing to take care of and

Hello from the Pacific Northwest. Things are rocking here at Goddard West. I love my tiny little room in my quiet wing of the dorm. The weather is colder today,

Second full day of MFA-school residency/bootcamp down (we are staying at a former military base/fort after all) and now that the procedural stuff is mostly out of the way, we’re

. . . I’d be able to attend 12 hours of graduate coursework and still keep my blog up-to-date, but that doesn’t seem to be possible. It’s almost midnight in

Ed (my hubsand) and I have been in Port Townsend, Washington for three days. I haven’t written much except postcards and emails home. That should change soon. This afternoon around

A friend sent this to me with the following comments: The resemblance is uncanny. Archetypal heroes? Tribute to mythic story telling? Or just another copyright infringement? What do you think?