Next Hundred
We’re entering a new era here: this marks the 101st posting on this blog. That’s right: there have been 100 so far. That does not seem possible, does it? We’re opening a new pack of a hundred. This blog is … Continue reading
Author Archives: fsdthreshold
Pictures at an Exhibition
The time has come to reveal my latest avocation. I’ve been messing around with acrylic paints for the past month. There was a time back in my college years when I experimented with visual art — acrylics and oils. I … Continue reading
Movie Lines: Answers
Before I forget, I’ve noticed an interesting linguistic phenomenon that appears in the speech of Midwesterners. (Maybe it’s used in other parts of the country, too, but where I’ve heard it has been in the Midwest.) When some people make … Continue reading
What Movie?
[This post has been modified from its original form: it now includes the answers.] “And now,” as Monty Python says, “a bit of fun.” Here’s a game Marquee Movies and I used to play in college. (Well, he played it … Continue reading
A Writer’s Life Considered
A writer’s life, like any life, should be well-considered. We should take stock periodically and ask ourselves what we’re doing, where we’re going, and if we’re on course. Is there a better route we might be taking? Do we have … Continue reading
Where the Ceiling Is
A good friend, being complimentary of my writing, once said, “In your stories I always know where the ceiling is.” We were discussing settings and descriptions of place in the books we loved, and she meant (and I agree) that … Continue reading
Durbin Finishes Reading a Book!
Heh, heh! Yes, it’s worthy of a headline, because it happens so rarely. It’s a terribly busy time right now: this week, I’ve been correcting rough drafts of student essays from my writing class. They’re doing some great work, but … Continue reading
Crow Apocalypse
I’m back. I guess I took a little Christmas/New Year sabbatical from blogging there, and I think it’s been restful. [True story: when I was a kid, for awhile I thought the word “sabbatical” meant the wild, unholy rituals that … Continue reading
Happy New Year!
Happy New Year! Watch this space: a new post will be coming soon!
The Memory of Trees
Yes, I stole that title from an Enya song. It’s on her album The Best of Enya, which is great, but my favorite CD of hers is still The Celts. Anyway, it makes an appropriate title for this post. I’ve … Continue reading