Gary Glickman

07/14/2024

Where Are You, Le***an Author Agent? (Message in a Bottle) Okay, ok, I know how to find your in-box: you're already (thank you) waving your rainbow flag proudly in your wishlists, in your agent profile, in your agency name. Yay! Each time the sacred acronym appears my heart cheers, another star shines in the vastness. But maybe we can acknowledge this online dating thing distorts and diminishes, yes?...

Where Are You, Le***an Author Agent? (Message in a Bottle) Okay, ok, I know how to find your in-box: you’re already (thank you) waving your rainbow flag proudly in your wishlists, in your age…

01/21/2024

Waiting on some new supplies for dangly vines, so I thought I'd share this now, in case the vine thing's a disaster.....

Kehena Forest (acrylic on canvas, 36x48)

07/29/2023

Barbie and I are the same age—we were both born that last year of the 50’s— but she of course got Ken, and I had to go through the gay-bashing 70’s, the terror of 80’s AIDS epidemic and the hypocrisy of Clinton’s Don’t Ask Don’t Tell 90’s to find, not Ken at last, but the real-life human kind of male human who was not doll, not plastic, not side-kick, not patriarchal sociopath....

Barbie and I are the same age—we were both born that last year of the 50’s— but she of course got Ken, and I had to go through the gay-bashing 70’s, the terror of 80’s AIDS epidemic and the hypocri…

06/22/2023

   It Was Great For A While Wolf Yawitz, 1859-1935 Father’s Day and Pride:    It Was Great For A While As newlyweds my grandmother’s parents escaped murder by Cossak, …

06/18/2023

It Was Great For A While Wolf Yawitz, 1859-1935 Father’s Day and Pride: It Was Great For A While As newlyweds my grandmother’s parents escaped murder by Cossak, submitting to the passage in steerage gratefully enough that my great-grandfather Wolf, repeated to his nine daughters all his life afterwards that every day was his birthday since his arrival in the New World....

It Was Great For A While Wolf Yawitz, 1859-1935 Father’s Day and Pride: It Was Great For A While As newlyweds my grandmother’s parents escaped murder by Cossak, submitting to the passage in s…

03/10/2021

THIS.

Specialized one on one peer support for Nurses and other Healthcare Providers.

12/18/2020

Once upon a time, Kurt Vonnegut said to me: “If you want to really hurt your parents, and you don’t have the nerve to be gay, the least you can do is go into the arts. I’m not kidding. The arts are not a way to make a living. They are a very human way of making life more bearable. Practicing an art, no matter how well or badly, is a way to make your soul grow, for heaven’s sake....

https://aviewfromhobbiton.wordpress.com/2020/12/18/saturn-and-jupiter-father-and-son/

         Once upon a time, Kurt Vonnegut said to me:  “If you want to really hurt your parents, and you don’t have the nerve to be gay, th…

09/06/2020

Tilting toward the Equinox, we here in Hobbiton have been thirsting through drought—we who are stewarding the Earth as a living being are wilting along with our trees and hedges and garden leaves and grass. All of us brittle, dessicated, taking only shallow breaths until the rain comes: maybe tonight we say, day after day. We here in Hobbiton must mostly rely on what water comes from the sky onto our roofs and then into our cisterns. [ 711 more words ]
https://aviewfromhobbiton.wordpress.com/2020/09/06/achenbachs-strawberry-no-fences-good-neighbors/

Tilting toward the Equinox, we here in Hobbiton have been thirsting through drought—we who are stewarding the Earth as a living being are wilting along with our trees and hedges and garden…

08/03/2020

Full Moon, August 2, 2020, Hobbiton Here in Hobbiton it is just as Tolkien described. We are pretty much, as a community, absorbed by the small issues of our beer and tobacco—or whatever modern version you’d like to name. Here on our particular island, on our particular lovely hill at the end of a long narrow bumpy country road, there’s a lot of cannabis and other plant-based altered consciousness, but, according to the edges of the spectrum, also lots of private deep drinking, and the occasional house blows up from a disorganized meth-maker. [ 677 more words ]
https://aviewfromhobbiton.wordpress.com/2020/08/03/covid-moon/

Full Moon, August 2, 2020, Hobbiton Here in Hobbiton it is just as Tolkien described. We are pretty much, as a community, absorbed by the small issues of our beer and tobacco—or whatever modern ver…

07/12/2020

Candide's Little Plot: Daring to Feel Okay Even Despite Everything
https://aviewfromhobbiton.wordpress.com/2020/07/12/candides-little-plot-daring-to-feel-okay-even-despite-everything/

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06/20/2020

June 21, 2020, Father’s Day A year ago this week, my father died. The last time I saw him—at my mother’s funeral, six month’s before—his poor health shocked me. He was 88, a long-time tennis player, admired judge, handsome into his eighties. But at the funeral of his first wife he was reduced to walking hunched over, spine horizontal to the floor, clutching an aluminum walker, shadowed by his third wife in case he toppled over. [ 852 more words ]
https://aviewfromhobbiton.wordpress.com/2020/06/20/yarzeit/

June 21, 2020, Father’s Day A year ago this week, my father died. The last time I saw him—at my mother’s funeral, six month’s before—his poo…

04/03/2020

April 2, 2020 Colette, limping with arthritis in her sixties and married to a Jew when the Germans marched into Paris in 1940, sold articles about fruits and flowers and childhood reminiscences—to a Gestapo-supporting magazine. Some people criticized her for supporting the Gestapo publication. It is also true she had to bribe the Gestapo to get her husband back, after he was deported to the South, en route to Auschwitz. [ 893 more words ]
https://aviewfromhobbiton.wordpress.com/2020/04/03/flowers-and-fruit/

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