A long time ago, I was supposed to write a short story about a person whom we’ll call Bean and a very small, magic closet. The closet’s magic was in the manner of Mary Poppins’ carpet bag – seemingly bottomless and home to more items than can be imagined, far more than its size would […]
Even the very best of days can be tinged with sorrow. Too often, the exact someone with whom one wants most to share the brilliance, the joy, and the moment is just not there. Sometimes their not being there is irrevocable and irreversible.
Come ye, kittens, to our monthly wrap-up, and I shall show ye great and terrible things from the furthest realms. Which is to say, cats, in galumphing abundance, from the strangest town in central New Jersey.
Editor’s note: When the news about Walter crashed like a wave of tears, I was without words and without the strength to do true justice to one of the truest souls we’ve ever known. Miraculously, words arrived courtesy of one of my favorite living writers, Kitty Le Fey. No one could have said it all […]
When a cat oozes around your ankles, it is not just a plea for food or attention (oh, it is definitely partly either or both of those). When a cat slides or somersaults down the stairs, it’s not simply to show off beauty and agility (although it is most definitely both of those).
Syringe or jigger, vaccine or booze, if it was a shot, then 2020 was THE year. Personally, I prefer the jigger-kind and probably had a few too many tequila shots in college, but 2020 was very different.
We live in an opinion-rich reality. Maybe it’s the internet; maybe it’s the little rectangular megaphones we all carry in our pockets; maybe it’s just human nature. Whatever the cause, we’ve gotten catlike in our arrogance. Trouble is, it looks much better on them than on us.
I have a secret. Sometimes I have nothing to say.
It’s not the third British invasion. Kind of a shame, too, because the music scene can always use a refresh, but Lewis Capaldi, Ed Sheeran, and Rag’n’Bone Man don’t make for much of a wave. There is, however, a second wave of tiny Terran aliens crashing around the world.
More than ever before, we are hearing from the stridently this or vociferously that crowds. This is clearly right. That is clearly wrong. There can be no in between. This side or that side. If you’re not with me, you’re against me. Life is seldom so clear. Even when it is at its foundation, there […]