There is a battle that rages in our house.
It is nearly constant, with only the occasional respite when the peacemakers get involved to call a cease fire or a time out. For the most part, however, we live in a shrapnel-strewn, crater-pocked home theater of war ... (read more)
On the menu Friday morning at Calvary Episcopal Church Downtown: litigation, pancakes, copyright protection, sausage, malpractice suits, eggs, subpoenas, coffee and a side of jurisprudence.
It was the ninth annual Barrister's Pancake Breakfast benefiting the Memphis branch of the Mid-South Affiliate of the Susan G. Komen for the Cure Foundation. The breakfast drew about 300 seated guests ... (read more)
My kids get an earful every morning.After viewing breakfast-time family fare such as "Curious George" and "Clifford the Big Red Dog," with their themes of kindness and unconditional love, they pile into the car for 35 minutes in Memphis traffic.
As a parent, it is my job to protect my children. Yet there I am, strapping them onto a chunk of metal and rubber and hurtling them down Poplar at 8 a.m. ... (read more)
In my house, the adults are in charge. I can say this because Kristy and I have put rules in place and those rules are respected.I can say this confidently because, while discipline is meted out quickly and fairly, praise and gratitude are handed down just as swiftly. And I say this without fear of reprise, because The Quartet rarely reads the newspaper. When they do, it's mainly for the Sudoku and Southland Park's daily double numbers ... (read more)
The writer spends his life in a solitary landscape of desk, typewriter and window through which he gazes out at the world to recharge his creative battery.
At least he used to.
Now, it’s probably more Mac, Starbucks and iPod. Nevertheless, writing is a solo and, mostly, lonesome pursuit. Paul Auster pours this feeling of seclusion out onto paper and into novels populated by rich, though solitary, characters ... (read more)
My sister recently gave me the book "Seaworthy" by T.R. Pearson, the story of a man who built a raft and sailed it alone across a couple of oceans. As I sat staring at the photo on the cover of a leathery old man staring out at the horizon, I declared that I, too, would like to build a raft and sail it across the sea ... (read more)
