This year's February Album Writing Month (FAWM) took me to new places. Things that happened: I let the music inform the song for once and then let the logic of the lyric inform how it develops. This meant I had…

Dear Reader,

While spending months in California earlier this year, I was able to write a handful to new songs. They were colored by views of palms and bougainvillea, sunshine and surf, far beyond the closed-in hills of Appalachia. Most…

Dear Reader,

I've been mulling over what it means to speak or not speak. This is a well-worn obsession of mine. A few years back I concluded that surrendering words for presence was much preferred. 

I neatly sorted it out…

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The grind of living pulverizes new sprouts into a mush, yet I am beginning to write to rescue what I can and maybe make some sense of the past few years. Right now, I'm sitting in a house…