We're nearing the end of this little mini-chronicle. Can you handle it? The few I've heard from have been most encouraging, but one must be careful...

Still with me? Hope so-- this is the turning point. The Dream. Quite possibly the best dream sequence committed to print, or at least the best...

Yes, don't be misled by what you hear in the opening seconds of tonight's bedtime story. This was going to be chapters 2 and 3 (they're short), but...

Nothing says hither-springtime quite like the spin cycle of alienation, dispossession, malaise, apathy, and indifference! Perhaps it's best to go...

Did you miss me yet? Thanks to all of you for your determined and consistent telephone calls, e-mails, and picket lines to my internet service...

Miette read a very big book last night, it's true, and after a marathon thirteen hours of podCAST-free oral storytelling, only two thoughts remain in...

It is the storms of March that prepare us for the flowers of April and May. The Italians would be so naive. Regardless, the Italians, they know...

It's so wet here and even upon peeling off my socks I can barely make out where the water ends and the feet begin. And then my olfactories open as...

In my ongoing efforts to impress upon you my unparalleled prowess at podCASTrophilia, I've spent the evening downloading all these applications that...

Nothing says Eve of The Second Coming of Christ like a longish existential short story by a forgotten Swedish Nobel winner (repeat: not nepotism)...