The View From Nathan's Bus

"Congratulations," a friend once told me, after I'd finally gotten a New York literary agent. "Let yourself feel it today, and breathe. You deserve this." The thing...

I can still remember when the team from The Urbanist invited me on board. In true urbanist fashion we all arrived without using cars--Owen...

This is a follow-up to a recent story on sleepers, newbies and working together. Click here for an addendum on sleepers; this follow-up is about newbie drivers and...

This was going to be a footnote to my previous story, but it was getting too long– and too important! Sleepers are a major element...

​She stepped aboard, wrinkling her nose. "What is that smell? Something's gone absolutely rancid in here!""Ooh, rancid," I said. "I love your word choice!""Well, that's what...

​It's a waxing gibbous tonight, yellow, a sense of possibilities from high overhead. I'm done for the night– or almost done, seconds away from...

It’s only a few minutes of faces I don't recognize, and then we have Andrew. Andrew's on his way to practice mountain climbing. Albert,...

The accent. I knew him from before. The vowels drawled out in between clipped consonant edges, a straining against the upper mouth, little enthusiasms in...