My home is a capricious dalliance between sanctuary and penitentiary. The invisible, outside world, where one imagines germs and viruses...

Something becomes imperative when glass shatters. It demands a response, a snap to attention, a head turn, a dash to the kitchen. Or when...

You don’t need to be told that everything is about the coronavirus. On the news, social media, standing in line at the grocery store,...

I don’t know where I saw it first. Facebook or Instagram or maybe it was in a newspaper, but I saw a boat run aground at Oregon Inlet. I...

In the last couple of months, I’ve been to two war reenactments. Being in North Carolina, clearly one of them was a Civil War...

Faithful readers of The Hungry Pelican will have surely noted by now that I haven’t been so faithful about writing. Well, the good news...

For all the outdoor activities I do, camping, hiking, living on a deserted island for days by myself, I’ve never really considered myself...

Last week, I went to this zoo that’s not exactly a zoo. It’s a place called Tiger World. While I don’t know much about it, Tiger World...

I don’t want to give you a news report, so suffice it to say, Dorian destroyed the Bahamas. Who didn’t ask where God was? Who dying...

When you’re copping off heads, it helps to have a serrated knife. I didn’t, so I more or less mashed my fillet knife through fish bones...