the tunnel …


… under a dormitory at my university.


a bridge …


… I decided not to drive across because research argued it was more than a century old.

in disrepair …


For more than 25 years, I’ve been watching this stone cabin, built in the late 1800s along Route 305 north of Austin, Nevada, disintegrate. It plays a role in my first novel, Mapping Utah. When I see the cabin again, probably next May, I expect the rest of the roof to be further collapsed.