Lacunae Musing

Just once in a while, a piece of journalism surfaces which is so prescient, and so accurately reflects the kind of truth we all recognize ...

Looking over my last four years of writing I note the gathering dyspeptic tone.   If I had to draw a graph of it there would be a steady d...

In addition to its deadly physical health consequences, there is a certain kind of sadness which COVID19 transmits unlike other tragedies.  ...

When I began writing this blog I had little idea where it would lead me.   I imagined that it would be some sort of personal journal whe...

I woke up this morning and had John Updike and Philip Roth on my mind.   They are the writers I grew up admiring the most and I’ve made a ...