Closet Case

I’m starting to tackle the My-Kids-Are-Now-Attending-School Major House Clean-Up, but I’m pretty intimidated. How do you face seven years of chaos shoved into drawers and closets?


Read, Read, Read!

“Read, read, read. Read everything—trash, classics, good and bad, and see how they do it. Just like a carpenter who works as an apprentice and studies the master. Read! You’ll absorb it. Then write. If it’s good, you’ll find out. If it’s not, throw it out of the window.”
–William Faulkner, American Novelist

Do Animals Talk?

Of course they do.
They say (or sign) things like—I’m hungry. Hey, great stash of food over here. Macadamia nuts—Suweeet! Mommmmy!! Get off me. Scary predator rustling at 3 o’clock. OMG It’s a RBAL (A Really Big Ass Lion). Where have you been all night? I’m lonely. MOMMMMMY!! Hey, buddy, you’re doing a crappy job of tending these eggs—go find another fire coral. You’re cute. Wanna hook up?
How else would they survive?
It’s not about projecting “human characteristics” onto other beings; after all, we are animals, too, and we especially resemble those that travel in pairs, or packs, or schools, or herds. It seems that Tweets and texts are particularly similar to the staccato chatter exchanged among the rest of the animal kingdom.
And, no matter how you parse it, it’s pretentious of humans to assume we’ve got a lock on communication and connections, on wants and needs. I doubt we are the only creatures on this Earth to say “I love you.”