Al Sullivan's Journal

Monday, January 28, 2013 Finding the dead rat in the back yard wasn’t the worst part of the week, although it said something about...

Saturday, January 19, 2013 I woke up from a cold night to find a rising temperature, a warmer wind blowing across the side porch...

Wednesday, January 16, 2013 The fog lifts slowly from the harbor this dull morning, revealing bits of a landscape I thought I kne...

November 9, 1982 The first you learn is that you never give it away. You use power to get power; any expenditure for any othe...

November 5, 1981 I expected a dark room filled with angry men and cold ruthless women more befitting the name blue movies than the g...

(one of a series of essays written for a college feminism class) November 11, 1981 She wanted to go; I didn’t want her to. T...

January 8, 1973 I held the cup of coffee near the open window trying to get it to cool enough for me to drink, at the same tim...