It has taken 22 years, but I'm starting to understand my Russian calculus professor who showed up hungover to our 10 am class on Tuesday and, leaning against the chalkboard, said, "Today we will discuss imaginary numbers. You will not understand. Not today. Not tomorrow. Maybe never. Such is life."

I'm so excited to see my essay that uses physics equations to attempt to disentangle the intricacies of marriage in print! Thank you Fourth Genre for making a home for this, admittedly odd, piece.

There is no translational science without basic research to translate from. Before antibiotics, 4 in 10 children who caught pneumonia died.

My son recovered because of government-funded basic research that no profit-driven company would consider.

What life-saving discoveries are we losing now?

Congratulations to our 2025 In-House Contest Winners:
Fiction: Ajith Thangavelautham's "Second Earth Fisherman"
Poetry: Andi Myles' "A Better Wife"
Keep an eye out for when we announce a release date for our 2026 anthology 👀

What is an essay? I'm still trying to figure that out. In the meantime, I wrote out a contract between you and me. What do you think? Are you in? twohawksquarterly.com/genre_x/2023...

I promise there is more to my personality, but I have something else to say about "The Sound of Music." Why is it, that for what seems like a third of this movie, I am watching the characters completely unlit with most of their face in shadow or the back of their heads?!?

I'm rewatching 'The Sound of Music' and I just Googled how old Christopher Plummer was at the time of filming. He was two years younger than me at 36. So, just for the record, this is the exact moment that my midlife crisis started.