I want to be a novelist.
A photo of a pepperoni pizza on a wooden board
A photo of a pepperoni pizza on a wooden board

Sunday. I am standing inside Mineo’s Pizza, which is odd because Napoli’s is only a block away and sells a better pie. But, I let my wife order, and she is unaware of the rankings. It’s OK. She grew up in the suburbs of Pittsburgh, so of course, she likes…

Google is nagging me to buy more storage. I have somehow used 15 gigabytes of digital space on email, PDFs, and photos. Mostly photos. Time to delete duplicates and blurry images. I jump into my Google photo collection and keep scrolling back all the way to 2002, the first dated…

My dog keeps looking at me like I have all the answers, like I am about to do something incredible, and she’s going to be there for it. I’m eating apple slices. There’s no caramel, no peanut butter. I don’t even think I have salt. It’s just an apple, dog…

It was March 13th, 2020. Remember? Sure you do. We all do.

A man kissing a young, smiling child on the cheek

I can see light. After so many months, I can see light.

It was March 13th, 2020. Remember? Sure you do. We all do. For me, I was picking up my son from a half-day of school. My…

A beige, old model rotary telephone.

An alumni association from one of my old colleges telephoned the other week. “Hello, Mr. Field! Can you catch us up on your education since leaving our school?” Of course. I provided the highlights of the six colleges I attended and three master’s degrees I earned.

“Oh, my! So what’s…

A photograph of en empty school hallway

I had to drive around the block to see them, my children, as they carried themselves towards the old stone steps and into their school for the last time. It’s a historic landmark, that school. I aimed to pull over and watch them from the curb behind a loaded dumpster…

I noticed something about a month or two ago. People were constantly coming up, rubbing their upper arm, and letting me know they “just got that second shot.” Strangers hollered at me from the store aisle, “Hey, you. Second shot!” Neighbors called out from their porches as I passed by…

There are two large cookbooks in front of me on the table. My wife used them to press the moisture out of the tofu we air fried. I don’t know what an air fryer is. It looks like a tiny oven. Not my area, though. I’m in charge of rice…

  • Okanogan-Wenatchee National Forest, Washington

Washington Area Man Jakob Pressley was found alive and well after reportedly missing for five years. He survived in a forest cave, sustaining himself with stream water and cave fish, occasionally heading out to harvest and nuts and berries when the weather permitted.

Mr. Pressley said…

chris field

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