ABOUT & SUBMISSIONS
CONTACT & POLICIES
September 25, 2016
Comfort and Joy
December 25, 2015
The Rhythm of Living
June 5, 2015
On Friendship and Age Forty
June 2, 2015
Ordering a Fantastical Lunch with my Imaginary Friend, Tom Ashbrook
May 30, 2015
The Tags of Memory and Depression
May 28, 2015
The Value of American Beauty
May 19, 2015
The Tsarnaev Trial, the Death Penalty, and the End of the Story
May 16, 2015
May 14, 2015
Milk & Honey
May 12, 2015
J. F. Newman
Tom: Today, food. What is it? Do we need it?
Me: The bison burgers here are pretty great.
Tom: Bison. America. Now eating. What does this say about us now, the country we live in?
Me: Let’s split an order of wings.
Tom: Waitress from Sheboygan. My guest here says the bison is good, I want to hear from you. Does it move you? What words do we use when we talk about it?
Me: I don’t think she’s our server.
Tom: Food. Now identity. Two concepts, linked. Our bond together.
Me: That’s a no on the wings?
Tom: Spicy. Sweet. What do your wings say about you? Tell me, tell us. Do they sustain you?
Me: Just a starter, I'll need something else. The usual for you?
Tom: Change. We fear it, how tight we hold to what we know. And yet, without it, no progress. What to make of this? How can we get from here to there?
Me: Onion rings and a burger should do it.
Tom: I’d like to bring in Waiter from Gooseville. How does this order speak to you? Is it good for us? Do we do it anyway? Is it weakness, our humanity?
Me: I’m famished.
Tom: Later we talk about food and spirituality, feeding our souls. My guest is my friend. Thanks for joining us this afternoon.
Me: It’s a pleasure to be here, Tom. Thanks for having me.