While it’s true I could be using my time better, say, to finish a PhD dissertation, my...
John David Duke Jr
David was begotten and conceived in the ordinary way in the middle of 1972, possibly on his father's birthday. Since then, it's been an unremarkable go, except for the time his dad took him to help disarm a Cherokee woman who was shooting at her mother with a rifle.
Moreover, reading experts is not so impenetrable for me as for the inexperienced novice, as I remember...
Is it wholly representative? I argue that it is. If you come to New York City, and...
I saw several young men who were related to me only via my bank account, all...
I hereby condescend to show you the way to a decent pot of coffee, to give you...
The human condition includes the need to be heard, and for many of us who can type,...
Evil in a woods: it really was just a random natural process, wasn’t it?
The very notion of “home for the holidays” betrays the transience of it. It loops around on...
Ten years after The Event I can finally tell the simulation that I was with him at...
I enjoy hunting for a number of reasons. However, recently, two of those bedrock principles were challenged.
Poaching gives hunting a bad name; this is the stuff we conservationists have to bear in order...
We might just see the first child of many children stepping out of the grunge, moving toward...
When I told him about my father’s obsession with graveyards and genealogies, he asked, “What do you...
What a tragedy! I have committed a great injustice against him. I have applied a dishonor upon...
In this I intended to tip the fishbowl a bit, and reveal too much information about us,...
I am eating my bread with a glad heart, toiling away until I am taken away, occupied...
A couple of deaths intruded into my life, and it took me a while to get myself...
As we prepare for the inauguration of the six-week American bacchanal, running over children and old ladies...
I recollect it as if it happened to me, as a kind of ultimate-stakes thrill ride, defying...
I spent my writing time carving out that little zone, a place for myself. The intense labor...