The Curious Appeal of the Crime Drama

I read a lot as a teen. I read young adult fantasy, regular old fantasy, Judy Blume, various smut, Tom Robbins, fucking Camus, Anne Rice… the list goes on. (I’m not really sure why Camus is fucking Camus, but somehow it seems right). Amidst all of that, one of the most atypical reading habits I had…

Mortality in Suburbia

Every six weeks for the past 36 weeks I have taken a bus from downtown Seattle to Juanita, several miles North of Kirkland on the other side of the lake. Normally this would be a 30 minute bus trip, but on the weekends when the 520 bridge is closed it takes over an hour each…