The Clerk Manifesto

  As you well know, sweet potatoes are not potatoes. This is one of those surprising, on the face of it, facts. And like many quirky, anecdo...

  No doubt this blogpost will seem like magic to you. For as Arthur C. Clarke postulated: Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistingu...

I had many complaints about my post yesterday entitled "Negativity". People found it too negative. They complained about it. They ...

  Sometimes I get so tired of all the negativity and complaining. Mine, yours, theirs, enough with the negativity already! Enough with all t...

      Bob Dylan and I were drinking together. That's all we do. Well, sometimes we talk, but mostly we drink. Lately it's cognac. We...

        At my job at the library one of my co-workers came by announcing a free class we could take. My County is offering a 4-part series o...

  Dear Publisher: When Emily Dickinson died they found a bunch of poems stuffed in her desk drawers, or her mattress, or her pockets, or wha...

  As the number seven world authority on romantic comedies I am constantly asked to recommend romantic comedies to desperate people keen to ...

  Sometimes I write things that I think are universal, and I send them out on the Internet, and it turns out... no, it's just me. And so...

  Read this blog, get a thousand dollars. It's as simple as that. One thousand dollars to do with whatever you like. It's not easy o...

  Hi.  I was wondering how to write compelling content for the Internet. So I came to this post entitled "How to write compelling conte...

I am not a fan of bureaucracy. I hate bureaucracy. It's not just its obtuse, inhuman corruption of the experience of living, it's br...

  Dear Young Artist: In my last letter to you I outlined the three types of artists: 1. One who conceives of wonders and executes them faith...

Dear Young Artist: There are three kinds of artists: The first kind of artist imagines fantastic things and somehow executes them faithfully...

  Dear Young Artist: Let us talk about fame. Because of the nature of the market, some measure of fame is required for a person to be a succ...

  Dear Young Artist: I know you're not here. But I write to you anyway. That is how much I care. When I was a young artist the old artis...

  Dear Young Artist: I was up late last night editing strange, close-up pictures of a burbling stream above my local waterfall called Shadow...

  Dear Young Artist: One of my co-workers is a birder. And so if I am trying to identify a particular bird I took a picture of, or if I have...

  Dear Young Artist; Do I wish, when I was a young artist, that an older artist with more than four decades of experience in the arts, set d...

          Everything has been running backwards for me lately. For instance today I thought of the title of my small essay here first, then ...