by Brian Panowich | Scattered and Covered
By Brian Panowich The independent bookstore. It evokes a certain kind of warm and comfortable feeling, does it not? Like a sunny day on Main Street, or in our case, on Broad Street. Or a hot cup of locally sourced coffee in an old school brown paper cup … maybe...
by Brian Panowich | Scattered and Covered
By Brian Panowich The past two years did a number on me. I mean a full-on Las Vegas size chorus line to my brain and trust me when I say that is no easy task. I’ve always thought of myself as a freight train under pressure. I take the bad and the worse and spin them...
by Brian Panowich | Scattered and Covered
By Brian Panowich My brother and I don’t get along. And that’s a shame really, because other than my father — or maybe Batman — my big brother may be the closest thing to a hero I’ve ever had. Sure, he may have been one of the biggest antagonists I had growing up and...
by Brian Panowich | Scattered and Covered
By Brian Panowich It’s April in Augusta and everyone who lives here knows what that means—the majestic gates of Augusta National open and our city welcomes people from all over the world to the Masters. It’s a big deal. And all of us locals are pretty proud of it....
by Brian Panowich | Scattered and Covered
By Brian Panowich “Your Uncle Walter died today. Just two weeks shy of his 99th birthday. He led a full life. No funeral.” That was the entirety of the text message I received from my mother in June to let me know about the death of my uncle. Ninety-nine years of...
by Brian Panowich | Scattered and Covered
By Brian Panowich I call it Wayne Syndrome—as in Bruce Wayne. The Batman rights wrongs—no matter what the cost. He’s heroic almost to a fault, and sometimes at the expense of whoever or whatever he’s trying to save. Justice no matter what. I used to think like that,...