Seizing It

We stood in the kitchen, eating Sunday morning biscuits and working out a quick schedule of the day–as families do–figuring out who would drive downtown to take two boys to the┬ámatinee who would drive up the hill to help the fourteen-year-old pick out black dress pants for her band photo if anyone had moved the… Continue reading Seizing It

Flick My Switch

“Flick My Switch” I’m kind of dim.To put a finer point on it, I lack a certain natural curiosity. Of course, I want to know what’s for dinner, if Heather Mills is able to dance, and when the next Harry Potter will be released. This type of short-term, self-gratifying curiosity I have in spades.But when… Continue reading Flick My Switch