Author Archives: T. K. Thorne
A Wolf in Strange Clothing
What makes a hero? I just read about a marine who disobeyed orders and moved into the line of fire to rescue his fellows. He saved several lives and received a Medal of Honor. That’s a hero, for sure. Just … Continue reading
A.I. and I
Artificial Intelligence (while not yet self-aware) is here, now. Much ado is made of AI these days with the public emergence and access to a chat program called ChatGPT. I couldn’t resist “chatting” with it myself. Impressions: As a writer, … Continue reading
When Will We Learn?
It felt like a blow—what the woman beside me was saying. Questions flicked through my mind: Was this what happened? How could I not remember that? Why did I not remember what had triggered the entire thing? Circa 1980: My … Continue reading
Three
Three is a magic number. Can you hear your mother counting down the time left until unnamed but dreadful forces will compel you to do what you haven’t done yet? Your personality might have made you immediately hop to at … Continue reading
When Walls and Water Speak
One day, I looked at an area along the brick walkway in the front of my house and realized I needed to do something extreme. Despite having spread grass seeds more than one season, only weeds grew in the shadow … Continue reading
A Husband’s Tale
Yes, I am Jewish and don’t “officially” celebrate Christmas, but well, I’ll let my husband tell it [except for my added comments, of course.]: “She had me at Dickens. You need a bit of backstory to understand that. During some … Continue reading
We are Living History
We are living history. In 1958, the janitor at Temple Beth-El in Birmingham, Alabama discovered a satchel in the building’s window well with a fuse running from it. Fifty-four sticks of dynamite were in that bag. The fuse had burned … Continue reading
The Art of Defense
In addition to being a writer, I am a few other things, at least one of which sometimes surprises people. When I was a rookie at the Birmingham Police Academy (many years ago) my Physical Training instructor was a short, … Continue reading
Goddess in the Garden
The last few weeks (during the heat spell, of course), I’ve spent on my knees with copious streams of perspiration running down my face (or as the Southern phrase goes, “sweating like a stuck pig”). A few years ago, I … Continue reading
What Love Really Means
The answer to what love is has defied the best efforts of philosophers and poets, yet we know it when we see it, as these keen observations from children prove. “Karl, age 5: ‘Love is when a girl puts on … Continue reading