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As you can see, I have almost completely given up blogging. The reason is simple: I loved blogging so much that I almost stopped working on my books, because books require long patience, private discipline, and a willingness to operate in great imaginative spaces. Blogging, on the other hand, is immediate, addictive, and intoxicating. It’s a contact sport. The way I practiced it was almost more essay and commentary than traditional blogging, and I think I was very good at it.
I have put the old archives up because they show my thinking at its most unmediated. They also show me responding to events in the world and my life – Katrina, the political events of the last decade, the untimely death of a dog, my writing, and a host of lesser and greater issues. They are a documenting of the times.
Read a few. See how they strike you. Perhaps you will find yourself among those readers who wish I would give up writing books and go back to blogging. Perhaps you will be among those who are relieved that I don’t.
Either way, thanks for engaging in this bit of literary spelunking.
Good morning, everyone. It's somewhere south of thirty below zero, not to get above -25 today. A hard time, quite
I just received this in an email. I pass it along because one does not often hear messages of such
I just want to assure everyone that I haven't disappeared . . .Well, in a way I have. We've been
This morning a reader sent me word that she had come across my writings through a columnist in the Madison
As the new year comes around and we are all awash in resolutions of self betterment, I'd like to propose
The great darkness of a northern winter has settled over our far corner of Minnesota. It always fascinates me to
Happy approaching holidays, everybody. The other day I was contacted by some people regarding Letters to My Son, my literary
Just a little update for a few of you who have asked. The book on Chief Joseph is coming along.
When I was in high school I remember coming across a quote by Walt Whitman. The quote, as best I
It's very gratifying to hear the responses regarding the dilemma of the teacher with the students who think it's time
I recently received some correspondence from a second year teacher in a well-respected high school in a fairly wealthy, fairly
Something a little self-serving tonight. I'd like to ask your help. The other day I had to meet with a
I recently received a comment on one of my submissions in which the writer spoke about the plight of Leonard
The other day a friend asked me why I seemed more attuned to Native American spirituality than to Christianity. It
Some of my male friends and I have a standing joke. It goes like this: "I was up last night
I have just seen a miracle. Our friend -- the woman I wrote of in an earlier entry, who was
I thought you all might like to see an exchange I just had with a reader regarding Neither Wolf nor
Two stories from the blackout: A store owner in Detroit set up barbecue grills and spent the day grilling all
No anecdotes or homilies tonight. Just some random thoughts. If there is a challenge before us during these times, it
I'm in one of those delightful and all-too-infrequent author moments when I'm inside the work and being carried along by