A pause in the action, as the Golem recounts important moments in the brothels and strip clubs from his past, both recent and not-so-recent.
On the run from the kidnappers, the Golem remembers the child he first met when he too was new.
After his odd job draws to a close, the Golem, still on protection duty, realizes a new task lies ahead.
The day after being roped into his latest protection duties, The Golem faces new threats—and a history of unstoppable devotion.
“From the day Samuel Halevi pointed at the little boy lecturing to a passel of scholars and said, ‘He carries a bright flame. No one must put it out,’ I was a protector.” The Golem falls into an old role.
We asked our staff and readers to rewrite the end of Lost. Spoiler alert! But not really, when you consider you’d have to flash-sideways to experience the alternative realities ahead.
Ruth catches up on the blog, and a reader entreats The Golem to explain the intricacies of his relationship.
As we carve out weekends for summer vacations and welcome loved ones home from across the volcanic ash-strewn pond, our staff and readers share their hard-earned trip advice.
Running across a story about a shrimp-like creature that survived where few thought anything could live, the Golem recalls the time he hunted the Aepyornis.
After a friend comments on the antisocial nature of this blog, The Golem ruminates on the true purpose of blogging, and whether “first” is more meaningful than previously thought.
Even a being formed out of clay a thousand years ago has to make a living in today’s world. The Golem returns, and reveals an array of especially odd jobs.
When there are heavy tolls on human life, there are questions of faith. Some turn to it; others blame it. The Golem has seen this happen before.