Monolith went all wonky. Photographers on stage, band in the crowd. So surreal. So, so happy & grateful to be where I was at that moment.  If I could make a living of this for the rest of forever, I’d be an always happy girl. Photo by Todd Roeth.

Maybe I trespass (trespassed?). You can’t prove it.

Phillip Holland (my cousin) -> Ian O’Doughtry -> Barton Dahl -> GIGBOT After a seemingly ordinary domino effect of meeting people, I found myself participating in a phone interview with Gigbot.com. While they sounded pleased with what I had to say about my abilities and aspirations, I was still skeptical when they parted with “we’ll [...] Continue Reading »

“… my grandfather died…he was also a very kind man who had a lot of love to give to the world…and he did a million things in his lifetime; he was always busy with his hands. And when he died, I suddenly realized I wasn’t crying for him at all, but for all the things [...] Continue Reading »

It’s probably important that I make clear the fact that my political standing is relatively ambivalent. But. The 2008 Democratic National Convention was held in Denver and I’d of been a fool to have turned down such a journalistic opportunity. And what a week what a week what a week.

The sultry heat has slowed my gait to a sort of indolent saunter. This new summer air is so stagnant and wet; it weighs heavy on my eyelids and slows my breath. I’m remembering how wonderful it feels to finish a book again—to create something with my own hands. I’ve met some brilliant, beautiful, invigorating [...] Continue Reading »

The spring sky spat up what little moisture it could. It rained intermittently. The sky was gray and the wind came in short, warm bursts. We were inside a dog’s mouth. We were sitting together in the living room, Neighbor on the couch, me on the floor. It was midday. The walls appeared without color, [...] Continue Reading »