by aaron | Jun 16, 2025 | blog, Essays, not-fiction
No Kings is an objectively silly name. Outside of very specific revolutionary situations it sounds goofy, a name for a porn production company or a casino slot machine. Googling either option makes me nervous, so instead I’ll talk about the recent No Kings protests,...
by aaron | Jun 9, 2025 | blog, Essays, not-fiction
I am fortunate to live surrounded by trees. As trees make good homes for birds, I am also surrounded by birds. I do not believe this makes me fortunate, for among the many things birds are is noisy. That may sound obvious. After all, it’s a well documented...
by aaron | Jun 6, 2025 | blog, Essays, not-fiction
In our last post someone wrote this… Let’s look at that lonely little pronoun, our. First-person pronouns are something we enjoy around here. The We in that previous sentence is one of them. It’s what some people call the Royal We, though I prefer Majestic Plural to...
by aaron | Jun 2, 2025 | blog, Essays, not-fiction
Someone in our last post wrote this: It also raises the question of one’s self, and that’s a hornet’s nest we’ll kick another day The human self is an overwhelming reality. I know this because I have one. Or am one? I’m not sure which it is. As you can see,...
by aaron | May 29, 2025 | blog, Essays, not-fiction
The following was written in Part ii of this increasingly aimless accretion: Why must you begin? Because you must. As mentioned in that same post, must is a musty way of thinking. So let’s hit it with the power washer and see what, if anything, remains...
by aaron | May 27, 2025 | blog, Essays, not-fiction
Yesterday we began, then ended up, here: If you must begin somewhere, this will do. Today we introduce the pruning shears: If you must begin somewhere You must begin somewhere You must begin The must becomes musty, but let’s ignore that for now. instead, let’s...