Winter will come, and the fight with the Great White Bull will not break her hero’s heart, JP Devine writes.
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So, you want to write a book?
It’s easy, J.P. Devine writes; just drop all of your responsibilities, write the book, find a publisher and prepare to hawk it by yourself out of your car trunk.
The soul of the Christmas tree is in the beholder
JP Devine trades in his old model for his soul-mate tree and finds his animism kicking in.
Let’s not forget that we all once were immigrants
The Irish, Italians, Jews, Germans, Chinese and so many more made this country what it is, so let’s welcome the Syrians, JP Devine writes.
It’s tough to channel your inner Thoreau in Starbucks’ parking lot
When a Waterville coffee shop shuts down for a week for renovations, JP Devine can observe all sorts of ‘wildlife’ as he sips Dunkin’ and writes in his Prius.
A world without bacon is hard to imagine
J.P. Devine ponders his favorite cuts amid news that ‘meat is bad for us.’
It doesn’t feel like November, but it feels good
After all the fun and colors, November comes for everyone, JP Devine writes.
Nun in full regalia stirs heart
When the Morning Sentinel published a picture of a nun in a traditional habit recently, it sent JP Devine spinning into his nun-filled past.
Come fly with me? Sorry, no.
Fear of flying and daughters’ destination weddings don’t mix well, J.P. Devine writes.
How much for the teddy bear?
If the day comes when J.P. Devine has to sell everything in an estate sale, he won’t sell the bear.