It has been a year since I was last in Ireland and nearly that long since I have written here. I haven't been silent for a lack of things to say or even writer's block. In fact, there are several incomplete drafts waiting and many post-worthy issues in American culture begging for my attention. The … Continue reading Longing for Home
The road that wound through a narrow gap between two mountains clung to a steep heather covered rise on one side and fell away at a dizzying pitch on the other. There were few homes along the miles of isolated barely-pavement and a thin set of wires connected irregularly to tall poles by a now-obsolete … Continue reading Graignagower
How Do We Feel Safe In an Unsafe Place?
I drove to work today bathed in the thick scent of cheap cologne. It was the smell of violation and it made my stomach lurch. This morning I opened my car door to find the contents of my console emptied onto the seat, my homemade cds rifled through, my cheap sunglasses examined … Continue reading How Do We Feel Safe In an Unsafe Place?
Don’t Turn Down the Boatman
I am not a flagrant rule breaker. Nor am I particularly spontaneous. But there is something about being on vacation that brings out the daring, something that paid off in leaps and bounds on our trip to Ireland.