There are a lot of safe genealogical stories out there. This fellow moved over here: he was a shoemaker. That fellow moved over there: he was a tanner. This woman was married twice: both of her husbands were unremarkable, and... Continue Reading →
I'm not always proud of my writing. Some sentences merely exist to get the reader from point A to point B as quickly and efficiently as possible. However, there are times in every writer's career when we want to illicit... Continue Reading →
I love my job. I love cooking for people; it's sharing a simple, created thing which nourishes and warms. There's no critique of art when all the audience wants is a pancake, and there's no lack of originality when all... Continue Reading →
The Nomadic Troglodyte 
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