I live and write on Lingít Aaní, and gratefully acknowledge the past, present and future caretakers of this beautiful place, the Jilkaat Kwaan and Jilkoot Kwaan.

Pearl is my Co-Pilot

  Pearl and I are running a few errands this morning so we can enjoy the sun — the forecast calls for 80 degrees the next two days, and while it is warm, the weather is also weird, and a bit unsettling, like an Antonioni film, with all the wind and haze from the...

The Work of Spouses

Pearl and I were on the way back from our morning walk when we saw the eagle in the tree right in our yard.  She (I’m guessing, since females are larger than males) didn’t move as we walked toward the house, or when I took her picture. She was not...

It Really is Kind of Funny

This morning I am laughing about the review I posted in despair last night. Proof of what a good night’s sleep can do for a person (and a gazillion emails saying I how great I am. Thank you.) One of you took some time to search around for our man Sparse’s...

No Wonder Writers go Crazy

Here are two internet notifications I received within about ten minutes of each other today. The first brought my forehead crashing to the keyboard in despair (I am, after all, trying to write another book), but then the second saved the day. The best lesson? Words...

Summer is Coming, Honest.

Yesterday one of my adult daughters said, “This year will be remembered for its divorces, people moving out of town,  30 feet of snow,  and no summer. I think they are all related.” Okay, she was having a bad day. It is a little discouraging though. Last...

Sunday’s Thought

“Every time I see an adult on a bicycle, I no longer despair for the future of the human race.”- H.G. Wells Yesterday 1200 (mostly, there were some kids) adults rode our bikes from Haines Junction in the Yukon Territory down to Haines in the wind and rain...