Eat Your Bloody Steak. You’ll Like it: Eight Years of War, and Writing, and Bugs

Eat Your Bloody Steak. You’ll Like it: Eight Years of War, and Writing, and Bugs

May 16, 2012

Last night, J. cooked up a bloody rare steak. It was the first rare steak I’d had in a long time. I’ve been known to prefer my steaks mooing. We raised cows when I was growing up. I’m a happy carnivore. But as I cut into raw, meaty inside this time, my stomach seized. My gorge rose. I could not eat it. When one of my dogs recently came home from a cabin...

No Refund for Bugs

No Refund for Bugs

May 8, 2012

I spent last weekend off the grid at a cabin in Hocking Hills. Packing up four adults, two dogs, and a 2-year-old may not have been the best idea we ever had, but it worked out. Before I came out here to Ohio, the whole “cabin in the woods” horror movie cliché thing was foreign to me. I *lived* in the woods. Why on earth would I want to rent a cabin in the...

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