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By Jack A. Urquhart ©2011 It had to stop, he’d thought in acting: the humiliating front-yard proselytizing. “JESUS is the REASON for the SEASON,” the placard read—his wife’s latest proclamation of faith emblazoned in Yuletide colors. “This all started when … Continue reading →

copyright 2011 by Jack A. Urquhart I like to run. I like the freeing way running takes me out of my head and anchors my consciousness in my feet, legs, lungs—in the rhythms of breath and stride.  I like running … Continue reading →

Do you feel it yet?  Are you showing the symptoms?  I am.  I’ve got it bad.  Affluenza.  I’m sick and I know it.  Worse, it’s a chronic case.  Immedicable.  No known cure.  No joke. How can I be certain?  Because … Continue reading →

Introduction: The following personal essay, written twelve years ago for an online journal—a piece I’d all but forgotten—was brought to my attention recently via e-mail by an individual I’ve never met. Aside from the fact that posting it here absolves … Continue reading →

By Jack Andrew Urquhart Recently, after reviewing my author page on Amazon, I passed an hour perusing several of the customer discussion threads that proliferate on the site.  A writer for over twenty-five years, I am yet a novice in the … Continue reading →

I rather like ironing my partner’s shirts.  Two or three garments into the laundry basket and I’m in the zone, meditating on how maybe, just maybe RLB derives some small pleasure when he opens his closet and finds a crisply … Continue reading →

Here is, perhaps, a bit of parental heresy: my two adult children live on the other side of the continent and, at least for now, I like it that way.  This comes not from any lack of love on my … Continue reading →

Natural born introverts do not make great salespersons, much less dynamic front persons.  That is what I keep telling myself—what the scared part of me would really like to believe.  Best to focus on writing stories, shy-retiring Jack argues; that … Continue reading →