NoMudNoLotus, Writer

This March the Iditarod, a dog musher’s race from Anchorage to Nome, Alaska, celebrates its 50th year as an annual event. It’s a grueling…

In my forty-seven years of being a San Franciscan I never imagined the tyranny of 2020's shutdown.

Tango induces tribal love. After tango, coupling with just one feels sort of claustrophobic.

Slow-cooked words for hungry minds

“The secret to contentment is low overhead,” —Fenton Johnson

“Dean . . . said we were a band of Arabs coming in to blow up New York.” The sentence, written in 1957, wouldn’t pass sensitivity tests…

Metrosexual, maybe: A man less troglodytic than the average heterosexual man, Rudy was born 125 years ago this May 6.

The novel is a soul-searcher’s guide to the Joyful Galaxy of One.

A 1970s story about women with a bellyful of institutionalized motherhood

‘The middle ground is where life and love dance, where the music is played.’

A brief encounter with a fellow traveler turns into a wrenching What if . . . ? as a young man goes missing after setting off for a hike in…

February 14 comes in the heat of summer in the southern hemisphere. It is barely given a nod. But wait until July.