CJ Woods III’s Story Archive

Quitting

Moving from one home to another requires of us to make decisions about what to keep and move, and what to discard. Of course, it helps to move seldom; I had burrowed into my last apartment — a place I called “the loft” — and stayed for six years. When … Read More

The Confluence of Joyful Things

“You’re not very ‘CJ’ today,” Chelsea said as she served me my cider. I was sitting at the counter of the tasting room of my favorite cidery, nursing a “Dry” and a water. The noise was dying down as the attendants and presenters of the art event that I had … Read More

Sitting On The Porch

A woman came up to me as I sat in my red camp chair watching Blue Alchemy play at a concert sponsored by the Friends of Irving Circle. I had not been long settled into my chair when she approached me. Without preamble, she asked me, “Are you coming to … Read More

The Zine Scene

My favorite cidery posted a notification of an upcoming event. “Crafternoon + Zine Workshop” invited me to “Come out with (my) sketchbook” for an afternoon of “art and zines.” Cider, sketchbook and art, I thought. A good way to pass a Sunday afternoon. And to learn what a “zine” was. … Read More

Hummingbird Down

In the packed gray dirt beside the back steps of my new homeplace, I noticed an ovoid shape. Mottled gray green with sharp points at one end and two white spots at the other, the shape, when I knelt down for a closer look, proved to be a tiny bird. … Read More