Keira McArthur

The six hours I spent in the studio yesterday were a snarling, jangled mess of assertions piled on top of counter-assertions, each increasingly aggressive. At least I felt it so. Hilarious after the fact, maddening at the time. Howard Stern through the floor boards loud enough to be sitting beside me, interspersed with the high […]

Good grief, it’s been a month since I’ve written.  I’ve come here, started, saved drafts even, but the inner writer part of me has been frozen. Now, after three weeks of transition and change on most every level I can think of, it’s day two of flu on the couch. To my great relief, the gears […]