Author Archives: William Ziebold

The Age of the Possible

  There, at the bottom of being, where the water that makes aaathis planet a world aaaaaais the color of spacetime   the octopus—   with her body-shaped mind and her Continue reading

The Glowing Muse

One of my first assignments as a young reporter at the El Paso Times was to follow a couple of scorpion experts into the desert after dark. They strapped snake chaps Continue reading

Spectral Light

In the dead of night the human brain is most capable of distillation—of boiling things down to basic black and white. Smoke means fire. Breaking glass signals intrusion. From an evolutionary Continue reading

The Age of Avoidance

I don’t want this to be the thing. I hate feeling guilty about stuff. But the thing is, I’ve run the numbers, and I’m pretty sure this is the thing. Have Continue reading