I am a high school English teacher and track coach, a runner for Team Oiselle, and a writer.

My blog’s title comes from this Thomas Lux poem about making art and teaching and pounding hearts.


An Horation Notion

The thing gets made, gets built, and you’re the slave
who rolls the log beneath the block, then another,
then pushes the block, then pulls a log
from the rear back to the front
again and then again it goes beneath the block,
and so on. It’s how a thing gets made – not
because you’re sensitive, or you get genetic-lucky,
or God says: Here’s a nice family,
seven children, let’s see: this one in charge
of the village dunghill, these two die of buboes, this one
Kierkegaard, this one a drooling

nincompoop, this one clerk, this one cooper.
You need to love the thing you do – birdhouse building,
painting tulips exclusively, whatever – and then
you do it
so consciously driven
by your unconscious
that the thing becomes a wedge
that splits a stone and between the halves
the wedge then grows, i.e., the thing
is solid but with a soul,
a life of its own. Inspiration, the donnée,

the gift, the bolt of fire
down the arm that makes the art?
Grow up! Give me, please, a break!
You make the thing because you love the thing
and you love the thing because someone else loved it
enough to make you love it.
And with that your heart like a tent peg pounded
toward the earth’s core.
And with that your heart on a beam burns
through the ionosphere.
And with that you go to work.

-Thomas Lux


3 thoughts on “About

  1. I read your article, “To a Young Runner,” in MY 20-something track coach/English teacher’s copy of Running Times. First of all, can you believe that coincidence? And second, I loved the article, because it totally encapsulates high school cross-country (I’m going into my senior season this fall, but I’m not as fast as I was my sophomore year). Thank you, and keep writing about running!

    • Thank you so much for taking the time to find me and let me know you’d read the piece. Runners are a special group of people, I think, and although I love writing and I love running, I really struggle to write about my own running in a way that doesn’t feel narcissistic or silly. Writing about coaching (and of course running, too) was a surprising and rewarding way in. Thanks again for your kind comment.

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