Another bid for love, another broken heart.  Louise Erdrich wrote in The Painted Drum : Life will break you. Nobody can protect ...

4:00 a.m. It's a weird place I'm in, a transitional space, a way-station between one life and another. I've been in studio #3...

January 24 - 3:37 am Can't sleep. First it was the heat. Then the tinkle-wobble-whirring of the ceiling fan. Turn off the fan. To...

January 21 I have absolutely no idea what time it is. It's dark, that's all I can say, and we're hurling into the night . . .o...

[In December, 1984, I moved from San Francisco to Brazil to live on the beach in an exotic land and teach English, the ink still wet on my ...

The past two months have been a tumult. I spent all of June in a deep funk, with bi-weekly sobbing melt-downs and anxiety-laced dreams. My ...

Dec 3 San Diego This isn't Mexico. This bus is leaving on time, a bus much different than the bus I got off of about 48 hours ago. TH...

Nov 29 Puerto Vallarta Oh lord, how do I even start? We're leaving Puerto Vallarta (for the 2nd time) in 6 hours. A guy who's bee...

Nov 15 Guadalajara Spent most of the day daydreaming, the rest of it with Raoul Roquet and his friend Antonio de la Plata, a once-great S...

Nov 8 Tulum These jungle birds, with their wild noises and space cries - Star Wars in the morning - make for some pretty crazy dreams. Ro...

Nov 1 Celestun A bus ride from Vera Cruz to Campeche, through the night. There's cracks in the window frames like crazy and I freeze ...

Oct 29 Vera Cruz Besame, Besame mucho Como si fuera esta noche La ultima vez The song gets fairly romantic - and no wonder, Lat...

Oct 26 Off in the the distance are 2 pyramids of Teotihuacan. We're headed east out of Mexico City on a dirty old train, moving slow. ...