I must have got to a certain age where the world appears to be ending. I’m in my mid fifties now. Historically older writers often see the end of the world coming as their own mortality marches steadily toward them, mistaking their own end for the end of everything, or to be more charitable, they …
Hello, my friends and the occasional relative! Do you, like me, sometimes wonder where the wonder went? Did it disappear in a puff of wonderment? When I decide to watch a random streaming flick, I often look for a ‘space’ movie. Something set out there, big enough to give that sense of wonder you would …
Roderick T. Macdonald 