Welcome to the new Algonquin Round Table

Mention you’re joining the new Algonquin Round Table in some circles and you may get asked: Where are you going to find a 12th century suit of armor? If you are asked such a question, I recommend you remain within that circle and begin dealing the cards. You’ve got yourself some live ones, as they say. So what exactly are we writers breathing life back into after more than 80 years?  A group who dubbed themselves “The Vicious Circle,” a party of writers, critics, actors, Continue reading →

What She Saw

There was that weekend several years ago. We were four guys, maybe five. I can’t seem to recall, because my memory is fading these days. That’s why I’m writing down the details. It would be a crime to forget our Saturday night, to misplace 45 wondrous minutes somewhere in my ward of aging brain cells...

The Human GPS

You know how we all have one special talent: the gift big enough to fill a room; or so subtle only our id knows for sure? I believe everybody has a knack, a flair, call it what you want. We each enjoy our own superpower. My wife is a human GPS. You could drop Mary in the deepest, darkest Amazon rain forest, and she’d find her way home no problem. Urban sprawl is a piece of cake. She pooh-poohs electronic navigation systems when we’re driving Continue reading →