Rain, he wrote

Well, you guys have been asking about this, so here’s the news on my book. Tentatively entitled “Rain,” it explores the world of a slave whom we first glimpse as it lies dying in the desert, six weeks before the Biblical Flood.
The slave has no name, no will—not even a gender. It only has one …

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The killing cone

Wow, that sounds sinister, doesn’t it? It sounds like the name is not so much spoken as intoned: “The Killing Cooooonnnnnne,” like a tool of unspeakable torture. Actually it’s a quick and merciful way to dispatch a bird, and I got mine at Home Depot.
Or more accurately, I got the sheet metal for it at …

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A Farewell to Legs

To Absalom’s legs, that is. The ones with the spurs on them.
Absalom met his Maker on Saturday morning. Here’s the fixin’s for rooster soup, just before Jessica bagged them to put in the freezer:
It was not a pleasant end. I’m really sorry, Absalom, but I didn’t know what I was doing. By the time I …

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Jessica’s Friday Recipe: Muffins

In spite of the events of tomorrow [Absalom's execution], I am not going to give you the recipe for chicken noodle soup. I am sad the rooster has to go, so I’m trying not to dwell on his imminent demise. So, how about breakfast.At our house we only have an hour in the morning to …

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Tonight: deathly ill. Tomorrow,

I had to get on the roof.
When I get sick to my stomach I get really sick. Violently sick. It’s icky. And the timing was rather poor for the violently-icky illness I had over the holiday, because our chimbley was clogged* and I had to get on the roof to fix it. Until I could …

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The fuel gauge

I estimate January 15 to be halfway through the burning season, which ends, by exactly the same precise calculation, on May 1.
Here’s our winter heat supply as of the first week of the new year. I’ve used up just over two rows of the seven rows in the wood sheds. Here you see the cross …

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To Build a Fire

When I was in the eighth grade or so, we read a short story by Jack London called “To Build A Fire” about a dude freezing to death in Alaska. While my circumstances are not quite as dire, I too have had to learn some things about building a fire.
Fire needs fuel, air, and heat. …

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Rooster soup

Well, I’m back. It’s been a fantabulous holiday; 10 days off for the price of four. I spent every day working and checking things off my list (not a big believer in sittin’ around), but the biggest news (for me) is that I finished my first novel and completed the first draft of my second. …

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Merry Christmas

I’ve been out of the office sick the last little while, and I’m about to be out for my Christmas break. Sorry for the delays, but you know. It is that time of year.
It’s been a great adventure putting this blog together over the past, oh, nine months. I thought it would die out in …

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That’s three!

My daughters Emma and Becca and I were driving home from the Spokane Temple on Saturday evening when a big fat whitetail doe meandered out in front of me. It was raining; the road was wet, I slammed on my brakes, and she just kept coming.
WHAM!-thmp.
I pulled over as quick as I could and left …

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