“Crazyass Passions” & Pencilled Notes

My mother isn't one for writing-in-books, so I'm tickled that the book she just mailed me has a sentence underlined with a smiley-face. "I believe in crazyass passion." That's the line she highlighted in Rinker Buck's Oregon Trail travelogue, and that says plenty about my mother! She's a world traveler, kayaker, fly-fisher, river rafter, scuba diver (Nitrox-certified … Continue reading “Crazyass Passions” & Pencilled Notes

Entering the Lists

My notebook is bent, battered, and buckled, every kind of abused but bruised.  The covers crease from frequent folding, and tags & stickies protrude from its pages. I've had it for all of three weeks. The notebook serves as a journal, but it its pages have also filled with sketches, blog-post brainstorms, A.A. Stepwork, notes from group sessions and church sermons, quotes and definitions … Continue reading Entering the Lists