Reflections on an Aught

One of my pet peeves is when speech writers or journalists seek to define a word by opening with a dictionary entry. I truly hate it. But the word “aught” is special. It literally means everything or nothing, depending on the usage. For my purposes, describing 2020, it is a big fat zero. Most ofContinue reading “Reflections on an Aught”

New Year? Bring it.

New beginnings started yesterday. I’m not totally giving 2019 the bum’s rush because it was a decent year for me. In fact, it was downright remarkable. I put my nose to the grindstone and worked almost single-mindedly on a project that has been haunting most of my adult life. My memoir is essentially written, inContinue reading “New Year? Bring it.”