Of course, in a novel, people’s hearts break, and they die, and that is the end of it; and in a story this is very convenient. But in real life we do not die when...

It’d been a long time since they’d been together, but as close as they were physically, they’d never been so far apart in every other way.

I live in a cabin in Santa Cruz.

I had no idea that reading it would lead me to a cabin. It’s dangerous to open a book

I admire those believers who speak of such things with the same aplomb as if the’d just split a beer with God in the cabin next door.

It is good to know that out there, in a forest in the world, there is a cabin where something is possible…

The cabin will return to the soil when abandoned by its owner, yet in its simplicity it offers perfect protection against the seasonal cold without disfiguring the sheltering forest. With the yurt and the igloo,...