August 7, 2018 2:20 pmPublished by admin
Life does not ask if you want to see a dead body dredged from a river on your bike ride or if you want to wake up one day and realize that most everyone you thought you might marry someday is now engaged to someone else or if you were ready for another year to be two-thirds over, for everyone you love to be two-thirds a year older, for your checking account to be two-thirds a year emptier. The disappearing act forces you to put your thoughts in a centrifuge in a noise-cancelling vacuum and distill them and listen to them until you are aware just what they are.
May 4, 2018 11:33 amPublished by admin
Spending too much time thinking may have its downsides, but that is only if you subscribe to the notion that there is such thing as “spending too much time thinking.”
February 3, 2018 12:00 pmPublished by admin
Any time someone takes a real, human risk and shares real feelings, answers the question “How are you?” with something... View Article
August 26, 2017 4:33 pmPublished by John Montesi
We pulled into the shallows, and the dizzying pace of the water just beyond the barrier island gave me something to focus on.
“I think that big eclipse is starting right around now,” I offered.
“What eclipse?” he asked me.
July 22, 2017 2:03 pmPublished by John Montesi
The next morning the sun shone brightly through the cabin windows before my alarm clock rang. Sunshine in the mountains... View Article
July 15, 2017 2:36 pmPublished by John Montesi
She knew who I was because I had called in to secure a spot and presumably nobody else had done so that day. I was given the keys and a brief rundown of the area, Hank was given a few dog treats and knocked over a stand of s’mores skewers. It was all so matter of fact and immediate that Los Angeles felt even further than 846 miles away.
February 20, 2017 5:08 pmPublished by John Montesi
I pulled up to one of the only sections of river that wasn’t imminently raging from the evening’s water release... View Article
February 9, 2017 10:06 amPublished by John Montesi
I don’t want to tell myself a story about the woods while sitting under fluorescent lights in a cubicle somewhere far away from them. We needn’t delude ourselves that our masterpieces are just a few months away, if only we keep biding time.
January 8, 2017 1:58 pmPublished by John Montesi
From Raleigh, heading North made for quicker progress across state lines. I made plans to move beyond the comfortable confines... View Article
December 9, 2016 1:23 pmPublished by John Montesi
People are fickle enough on a good day. Even at our best, there are plenty of small things that can... View Article
December 1, 2016 2:56 pmPublished by John Montesi
Something I find myself contemplating a lot lately is the slow and simple pursuit of joy across disciplines and slices... View Article
October 21, 2016 1:07 pmPublished by John Montesi
Just as it can be exhilarating and slightly disappointing to finally master a guitar lick you’d revered as a kid... View Article
October 17, 2016 11:14 amPublished by John Montesi
The vulnerability offered up and time taken to compliment a laugh or share some commonality in written words is a beautiful thing, and every bit of it makes me want to pour myself into my writing and the people I meet a trillion times more.
October 4, 2016 10:27 amPublished by John Montesi
Many of us remember being told as children to never trust strangers, or at least to never accept candy from them or get into their cars. I’ve long since broken all of those rules.
April 8, 2015 10:59 amPublished by John Montesi
The idea that a river has a character distinct from all other rivers seems impossibly provincial. If someone had said... View Article