At 6:35 this morning I was trying to shovel a dead rat into a garbage can. This is a lousy way to begin a day. My dog, who had found the already dead rodent, watched me stare at it.

There are very few things I dislike more than rats, this is not their fault though. Intellectually I understand…

This is a story about a dead rat, but it isn’t really about a dead rat at all. Will’s stories are always about people, and they always remind me how lucky I am to know him.


Two weeks ago I found myself driving through my hometown at 7 AM looking for a place to get coffee. I pulled into the parking lot of a Dunkin’ Donuts and walked inside. It was Sunday and the line was shorter than I expected. I looked around for a newspaper but couldn’t find one so I walked up to…

Terry Pratchett’s Unseen Academicals guided me to the realization that it’s never really about football, but BeTheBoy has helped me see that it’s about love, as well.


From my proper blog: A few words on something very near and dear to me.

My friend Will’s got a lot of stories about his family. This is one of my favorites.


This very short story I wrote a few months back is part of a larger collection that I am working on at a frustratingly slow pace. Today I feel like telling this one, the others are literally stories for another day.

When I went to sleep on Thursday the last place I expected to be three days…