Category Archives: writing

One Year Without My Brother, Scott

Today marks one year since my brother, Scott Whitebird, died. Of course, he was gone before his body died. He was gone from us as soon as his head hit the tile floor after falling backwards from the first steps … Continue reading

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Hundreds & Hundreds & Hundreds

800, to be exact. Yes, this is the 800th blog post from the Buller Back Porch. Sounds impressive until you realize that’s 800 posts over 11 years. So, it’s not like that’s 800 posts in a row, or even in … Continue reading

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My Unwritten Classics

Here’s to the intrepid souls engaged in National Novel Writing Month — I’m not doing that. No, I will not be writing a 50,000 rough draft novel in the 30 days of November. I did that once, although I actually … Continue reading

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In Re: Your Comments

Mostly, when I blog, I’m writing for my favorite reader, me. Sorry, dear readers, but you barely merit a passing thought, even should one come knocking on my brain’s door. Oh, I pay close attention to my viewership stats. I … Continue reading

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Moving Forward, Looking Back

Writing is inherently retrospective. Much of this blog pulls on my memories as well as my grandfather’s memoirs and Will T. Massey’s recorded songs. All look backward. But I want to keep moving forward. In the wake of my brother’s … Continue reading

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Off the Hook

Ever get stuck just getting started?Like I wrote about recently?And then you get to feeling overdue in meeting a perceived obligation?Like you really need to do something you keep putting off? Yeah, me, too. Like this blog post. WordPress ever … Continue reading

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The Perfect 1st Draft

More dreaded than the haunting specter of the blank page, the elusive opening line serves as my real first roadblock to writing. See, that first sentence, the first phrase even, sets the tone for the whole piece. That first word … Continue reading

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Farewell to Lawrence Ferlinghetti

The legendary Lawrence Ferlinghetti died yesterday, leaving a legacy of literacy and poetry and, of course, San Francisco’s pioneering City Lights bookstore. Aged 101, he loomed large in the city he loved, and his light shone like a beacon of … Continue reading

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Daily Doin’s & Dormant Habits

Our prolonged pandemic puts everybody’s daily schedule in semi-permanent shake-up mode. It’s forever Blursday, the 85th of Whenever. Mind you, being retired, that pretty much describes every day for me, and that isn’t even that much of a change from … Continue reading

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“Not with a Bang…

…but a whimper.”           — T.S. Eliot So ends the 2020 edition of Buller’s Back Porch. Some bloggers and writers pull out all the stops for a year-end finale, wrapping up their year with a Top 10 list, or some … Continue reading

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