Gap Year, Week 46
Reindeer began nibbling the grass in our neighborhood just after Labor day. … More Gap Year, Week 46
Reindeer began nibbling the grass in our neighborhood just after Labor day. … More Gap Year, Week 46
Don’t know exactly what’s going to happen? Good. A little scared? Good. Does the possibility of failure exceed single digits? Even better. … More Gap Year – Week 44
To vote is not an act of obedience. You are not compelled to cast a ballot. There are no fines, no imprisonment. It’s an offer extended by the ideas of the nation and the people who value those ideas. Just so you know, I’m one of those people. I hope you are, too. … More Gap Year, Week 42
More genetic testing. We celebrate it. When it becomes compulsory, either by governmental mandate or by the irrepressible enthusiasms of fiscal heavy hitters in the health care system, genetic testing becomes eugenic medicine. … More Gap year, week 41 +
Now a change is upon us. … More Gap year, week 32
Technically, still week 28, by a day. The 12-month gap, to bring any newcomers up to speed, spans from January 2024, when I was employed as a clinical geneticist, to January 2025 when I hope to be a writer, thought not yet daring to be employed. This blog is my opinionated memoir of the descent … More Gap Year, week twenty something
“Dost thou think, because thou art virtuous, there shall be no more cakes and ale?”
… More Gap Year, Week 22
There will be a time when the soldiers will be forgotten, just a footnote dissolved in the cauldron of data that eons and events will churn and dilute, when our soil and planets, our hearts and light will return to stardust.
In the meantime, we can remember, if we so choose. Then the question is “Why?”
… More Gap Year, week nineteen
Since January I have been on this interesting journey from medicine to writing. Since Week 15, my last posting in mid-April, I have been distracted from writing by the best of all excuses – adventure and exploration, friends and family, haunts old and new. The photo here is moonrise over the Mississippi, from the shore … More Gap year, week unknown
This week the journey from medicine to writing has been full of adventure. My new friend, Monika Maeckle, whose book, The Monarch Butterfly Migration, will be published in August, strongly encouraged me to attend the San Antonio Book Festival, which I did last weekend. That really got me depressed. There were just too many great … More Gap Year – Week 15