It’s Earth Day. I don’t celebrate Earth Day. Earth is not mentioned in my books. Why the heck not?

Now, let me be clear: I don’t mind Earth Day and its related celebrations and activities at all!It’s a day that just doesn’t have a very special meaning for me. The funniest explanation I heard what Earth Day is comes from comedian Lewis Black who said “When I was in school […] we were doing a lot of drugs. So we came up with Earth Day so we’d have one day every year that would remind us what planet we were living on.” I was born in the Sixties, but too late for being part of hippie culture, so I missed out on any potential nostalgic connection to Earth Day.

But—Earth is my home. Why don’t I feel a deeper connection to its holiday, and why do I ignore it in my writing?

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