I Didn’t Want to Write About Rape

I Didn’t Want to Write About Rape

:: I really didn’t want to. But how can I not? How can I not? Someone has to write about rape. [CW: Rape, sexual assault, secondary trauma, etc.] There are so many people out there who can’t write about rape. But I can. I have. First, I wrote about being...
The Glory and Heartache of Tennis

The Glory and Heartache of Tennis

:: Welcome to the glory and heartache of tennis. Today I’m going to introduce a new writing topic on my blog, a topic dear to my soul: tennis. I have a family. I do my work. And I play tennis. Those are my three loves. Indeed, the fact that I haven’t...
What It Was Like While My Cat Was Likely Dying

What It Was Like While My Cat Was Likely Dying

:: Two weeks ago, my cat, Princess Richard, was attacked by a “large canid”—either a dog off-leash or a coyote—and she nearly died. During the weeks since the attack, I’ve stayed home nursing her, working from home, cleaning her wounds, giving her...
Don’t Ever Let Go

Don’t Ever Let Go

:: Every bluefisherman dreams of the bluefish blitz. It is our holy grail. Note: This is an original essay that I’m publishing for the first time here on my blog. This essay is dedicated to my father. My father is smart to bring a sleeping bag for me. He is...