When it is seventy-five below zero, a man must not fail in his first attempt to build a fire—that is, if his feet are wet.  Jack London, To Build a Fire Not to be overly critical of classic literature, but I think that a fire’s a pretty nifty idea even if it’s a relatively balmier 10 or 12 below, and […]

He said, “I love you.” And she said, “I’m glad you think so.” Yes, he was very much in love with her. Or at least, he thought he was. It just felt so right. She was a nature girl, always dressed in earth tones and strikingly beautiful in that natural way. They spent almost every weekend afternoon together and during […]