Author Archives: farkasca

One of the pleasures of a certain kind of Boston life, is to spend an afternoon reading and writing in the Public Library. The BPL, like all libraries, is an amazing phenomenon, a space dedicated to learning, to the sharing … Continue reading →

“Do nothing, and everything gets done” (Benjamin Hoff, The Tao of Pooh) I just spent the last two months unplugged. That is, for the last several weeks, I’ve been on a social media diet, on a retreat from all forms … Continue reading →

“Thus conscience does make cowards of us all…” (Shakespeare, Hamlet, III.i) “A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds” (Emerson, “Self-Reliance”) “Puritanism: The haunting fear that someone, somewhere, may be happy.” (H.L. Mencken) “But people don’t do such things!” … Continue reading →

“She would of been a good woman,” The Misfit said, “if it had been somebody there to shoot her every minute of her life.” (“A Good Man Is Hard to Find,” Flannery O’Connor) “Depend upon it, sir, when a man … Continue reading →

Things that don’t conduce to getting writing done: emergencies; interruptions; personal failings; hobbies; other people’s good writing; other people’s intimidatingly- better writing; good tv; dirty bathrooms and dirtier laundry; baking bread; running; ballet; ecstatic dance; lyrical dance; naked dance; snowshoeing; … Continue reading →

  “After adolescence, human empathy matures, and adults might cry in reaction to the suffering of others…Strong positive emotions from a reunion, team victory or moving artistic performance might cause adults to cry, too….[But] there are two major consistent triggers for … Continue reading →

I guess it was inevitable, something we all knew was going to happen. Can’t stop the march of time and all of that. I’ve crossed some kind of boundary, passed a marker on the path, and the days of naive … Continue reading →