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Feb 18, 2024 | 
newsbreak.com | Katherine Dunn
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Feb 17, 2024 | 
wweek.com | Katherine Dunn
On Feb. 9, Billy Jack Haynes, 70, was arrested on suspicion of murdering his wife Janette Becraft, 85. As of this writing, he has not been charged with a crime. The arrest is a bleak coda to a remarkable life. Haynes was Oregon’s best-known professional wrestler, standing astride two eras: the regional, rickety promotions that won local allegiance, and the slick, cable-televised World Wrestling Federation.
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Jan 18, 2024 | 
lcnme.com | Katherine Dunn
There was much chatter coming from the barn as I arrived for evening chores. Pickles had already alerted me earlier in the morning that the much anticipated seed catalog had arrived. When I entered the barn, the animals were enthralled with the pictures. “Mrs. Dunn, do you have a pen? My pencil won’t work on the order sheet,” said Pickles. I found myself fumbling through my bibs for a pen … and stopped myself.
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Dec 5, 2023 | 
iloveny.com | Katherine Dunn |Aliza Kibel |Marta Zielinska |Anna Pakman
Originally published 12/22/17
Winter's chill may have you longing for the warmer days of summer. And while snowy skies are ahead for at least the next couple of months, that doesn't mean you have to hibernate. Here are seven awesome ways to act like it's summer in the middle of winter.
Splash down into warmer waters...
Water slides and deep-end dives are enjoyed year round thanks to indoor water parks like Six Flags Great Escape, Splash Indoor Waterpark, and Cascades at Greek Peak.
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Nov 28, 2023 | 
iloveny.com | Katherine Dunn |Aliza Kibel |Marta Zielinska |Anna Pakman
Credit: Marta Zielinska
What do you buy for the person who has everything? Holiday markets are sprouting up across New York, where local art, specialty crafts, and food and drink make the gift-giving season a breeze.
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Nov 16, 2023 | 
lcnme.com | Katherine Dunn
I heard deep sighs as I walked to the barn. There sat all the goofballs with their little goat faces looking glum. “What is wrong?” I asked. Pickles pushed something towards me. It was the farm calendar that had just arrived from the printer. I think I know where this is going, I thought. “Harry always gets picked for everything,” Pickles said, as she pointed at the calendar cover. “Well, I am quite handsome,” Harry said, strolling by. “But I’m so stinkin’ cute!” said Pancakes, the baby of the group.
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Sep 6, 2023 | 
wweek.com | Katherine Dunn
In May of 2016, Walt Curtis mailed WW a typewritten letter. “My Gawd, I just heard that Katherine Dunn died,” he wrote. “I am saddened, stunned. I always felt that she was indestructible.” The two Portland writers—one a “street poet” who resented being so pigeonholed, another a bartender turned journalist turned literary star—had orbited each other over four decades.
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Jul 19, 2023 | 
lcnme.com | Katherine Dunn
“Mrs. Dunn, can you read us a story before you go?” asked Hannah. I was just finishing chores on a very hot afternoon and was looking forward to a shower. “I don’t have a book out here,” I said as I tried to escape to the house. Pickles the goat suddenly appeared before me, with a book. “We really like this one, Mrs. Dunn,” she said. “’Miss Rumphius.’”“Where did you get this?” I asked. “We have hidden library bucket in the hay loft,” she said. Who knew?
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Apr 3, 2023 | 
editoire.com | Katherine Dunn
Every product featured on Editoire is independently selected by our (obsessive) editors. If you click on the links we provide, we may earn a commission. With its lush jungles, laid-back lifestyle, and miles of stunning coastline, Costa Rica is one of the most popular eco-tourist destinations on the planet. But for surfers, this Central American paradise is a dream destination.
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Jan 28, 2023 | 
lcnme.com | Katherine Dunn
“But where do the stars go during the day?” asked little Hannah. “They’re still there, child,” said Poetry the old goat. “I can’t see them,” said Hannah. “Can you see the ocean as we sit here and speak?” asked the old goat. “No,” said little Hannah. “But the ocean is still there,” said Poetry. “I guess,” said Hannah. I’d been listening to the conversation as I swept up debris in the nearby feed room. “Hannah, why are you worried about the stars?” I asked. I sat down on a bench to rest for a few minutes.
