Monthly Archives: November 2017


Mister Callais had begun his shift 262,973 hours ago, plus some odd minutes and seconds that he whimsically didn’t bother to count.  Hour 262,973.4 found him strolling along the outer deck, as he often did, tail swinging behind him in relaxed counterpoise to his balanced gait. As he passed the twentieth station, bulkhead 24B, he […]

State of the Fox

The tidal forces of time and opportunity are fickle masters, capable of creating opportunity from nothing, and rendering nothing from great possibility. Ten years ago this week, I was with the love of my life in the mountains surrounding the Russian River. We were together, and all the world was ours. 3,648 days ago. 3,607 […]