For Jim
This is Jeremy and Ebonie. They're expecting. I shot these three weeks ago and now these parents-to-be are, at this very instant, at the hospital... Read more →
The obit which - for better or worse - is part of my contribution to his memory: Another part is this slide-show of photos from... Read more →
I drove to Venice from Cortina. This was late March of 2001 and I had driven my way around Europe for two months now: Verbier,... Read more →
It would be nigh unto shooting a mockingbird if I did not speak up about my evening. After hours of laundry and proof-reading a script... Read more →
This is my nephew, Merrell. Now he's ten. Read more →
Photo Credit: Michael Jackson Now, and I have to say this....aside from a singular and beautifully-dressed mother... I have EIGHT amazing sisters! Do YOU have... Read more →
"Mitt's Binders" -by McKenna Stephenson Congratulations to Ms. McKenna Stephenson of Salt Lake City, Utah. She is the illustrious (infamous?) winner of my little "Caricatures... Read more →
Verschoben ist nicht Aufgehoben -M. S.- Read more →
So this is a poem? Yes, yes it is. Some days you think, no, this is not a poem. Mmm hmmm. That's true. And some... Read more →
This is my nephew, Merrell. He's eight. Read more →
"Once the storm is over you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, in fact,... Read more →
PENGUIN'S CHRISTMAS PARTY or AS YOU LICK IT
by Jason Merrell and True Michael Memmott Here is the Christmas Puppet play my nephew, True, and I wrote and performed together, along with my... Read more →
This morning I quoted Annie Lennox and the Eurythmics: We should have jumped out of that airplane after all Flying skyways overhead it wasn´t hard... Read more →
JP at the Eastern State Penitentiary Read more →
The me I want to be is Atticus Finch. He’s tough and fare and loving. He’s aware of the world he lives in and chooses... Read more →
I wrote this post nearly a month ago today - on August 11th - but never acutally posted it. The truth is I am sometimes... Read more →
So I'm sitting outside the bookstore at the Westminster Theological Seminary in Glenside PA. The place is deserted. My friend, JP, is a student here... Read more →
I could not resist posting my comment to another blog. It's hosted by a group of female Mormon writers and is called "The Apron Stage."... Read more →
After I spend my entire day talking to other people, I get pretty non-verbal and only want to talk to myself and to various other... Read more →