The Try-Works

I call this section The Try-Works because I’ll try here to capture some fleeting notions from time to time, and try to hang on long enough to render them into words. I might have called it Musings or Notions — or Ephemera for that matter, for only the ephemeral may be found here. But I borrowed my title instead from Melville (see, thinking that the old customs officer, if he could roam the docks today, might take some amusement from the notion that a reader could press a button, launch on cyberseas, and instantly take up conversation with Ishmael on the Pequod in The Try-Works chapter of his great work. (I should acknowledge, though, lest some reader feel compelled to point it out, that the function of a try-works was to render blubber. There is risk in any pun.)