What Was Our Life Like? I Almost

The National Rifle Association Is A Domestic Terrorist Organization That Tacitly Supports The Killing Of Children More Than It Supports Reasoned Gun Legislation.

If You Lose All Hope, You Can Always Find It Again.

Construed As Turf, Home Just Seems A Provisional Claim, A Designation You Make Upon A Place, Not One It Makes On You. A Certain Set Of Buildings, A Glimpsed, Smudged Window-view Across A Schoolyard, A Musty Aroma Sniffed Behind A Garage When You Were A Child, All Of Which Come Crowding In Upon Your Latter-day Senses -- Those Are Pungent Things And Vivid, Even Consoling. But To Me They Are Also Inert And Nostalgic And Unlikely To Connect You To The Real, To That Essence Art Can Sometimes Achieve, Which Is Permanence.

The Way In Which Sports Focuses More On The Peccadilloes, Lives And Putative Personalities Of Athletes And Less On The Finer Points Of Playing Games, I've Become Less Interested In It. I Don't Want To Write Sports Profiles.

Writing Never Came Naturally And I Still Have To Force My Hand To Do It.