Only the Edges are Sharp — Chapter 1 (Beginning of Book)

I’m sitting at my new MacBook Pro looking out the bay window of my office, which faces exactly east. I can see into my front yard, which is in terrible need of water. It has been a gorgeous July if you like to swim and sun bathe, which I do, but a terrible one ifContinue reading “Only the Edges are Sharp — Chapter 1 (Beginning of Book)”

Only the Edges are Sharp — Chapter 1 (Beginning of Book)

I’m sitting at my new MacBook Pro looking out the bay window of my office, which faces exactly east. I can see into my front yard, which is in terrible need of water. It has been a gorgeous July if you like to swim and sun bathe, which I do, but a terrible one ifContinue reading “Only the Edges are Sharp — Chapter 1 (Beginning of Book)”

Steering

“At seventy miles an hour you don’t steer you just aim,” my father said to me, a really long time ago. I have to agree. Once you reach a certain speed you are no longer actually changing direction, it is more of just an adjustment to the direction, in very small increments. A very importantContinue reading “Steering”

Steering

“At seventy miles an hour you don’t steer you just aim,” my father said to me, a really long time ago. I have to agree. Once you reach a certain speed you are no longer actually changing direction, it is more of just an adjustment to the direction, in very small increments. A very importantContinue reading “Steering”

Only the Edges are Sharp — Chapter 1 (Beginning of Book)

I’m sitting at my new MacBook Pro looking out the bay window of my office, which faces exactly east. I can see into my front yard, which is in terrible need of water. It has been a gorgeous July if you like to swim and sun bathe, which I do, but a terrible one ifContinue reading “Only the Edges are Sharp — Chapter 1 (Beginning of Book)”

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