The Pike Log: Random Entries About Making His Story Mine
Expats Unite!
January 6, 2013
Like a first high school crush, some of us never get over the stories of Ernest Hemingway and his Parisian-based copains. While neither Vermont nor New Hampshire have cosmopolitan cities to rival Paris, they do have expatriates, none more obvious to me than the one-time New Jersey residents who voluntarily left home for the romance of Read More
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How to Survive Spider Poop, and Other North Woods Tips
July 28, 2012
If you, like me, never heard of fly tape, don't feel bad. Means you live in a well-sealed suburban-looking home with a concrete cellar floor, factory-direct vinyl windows with fitted screens, and floors at 90 degrees to their walls.
Good for you!
When I moved from the Jersey Shore suburbs to 50 miles south of the Canadian Read More
Good for you!
When I moved from the Jersey Shore suburbs to 50 miles south of the Canadian Read More
Will Open Mic Reveal Whodunit?
March 8, 2012
The Upper Connecticut River Valley seems ready-made for prospective mystery titles such as “Mayhem in the Mountains” (malice domestic); “Dance Hall Swindle” (locked room); “Axed to Death” (hard-boiled), or “The Latchis Case” (police procedural). *
Part of the thrill of reading is to escape the humdrum. Where better to spend Read More
How My Beloved Aunt Became a Cover Girl
February 28, 2012
Picture it: January 10. It's Phase 1 of the North Woods move and 70+ boxes of dishes, files, books, and clothing form a labyrinth through the house. The Time Warner Cable guy is threading lines that will offset my Verizon cell phone's mountain-challenged message "searching for service".
Lots of interesting things can happen when you're incommunicado. Read More
Lots of interesting things can happen when you're incommunicado. Read More
Where the GPS Are We?
February 3, 2012
“Why don’t you have a Tom-Tom attached to your windshield?”
Odd question from Carolyn Kinne Grass as she climbed into my SUV Thursday, armed with an oversized atlas left-over from the era of open touring cars, goggles and silk scarves.
“Why would I need one?” I retorted. Read More
Odd question from Carolyn Kinne Grass as she climbed into my SUV Thursday, armed with an oversized atlas left-over from the era of open touring cars, goggles and silk scarves.
“Why would I need one?” I retorted. Read More