The gift you give yourself
Happy holidays to you! I hope this finds you warm and well, steeped in the company and traditions that delight you most. I want to propose that we all give a very special gift to ourselves this holiday...
View ArticleWho were you before you were a writer?
Just as an acorn contains the destiny of the oak, our little pre-K or elementary-school selves knew everything we needed to know about who we are, what we love, and the lives we are best suited to...
View ArticleThe Poetics of Prose: 10 Crossover Truths for Fierce Writing
Language is the current that story travels on. It is the scaffolding of story. It is the engine. It needs to support the house. It needs to flow into the big waters. It needs to provide the most...
View ArticlePigeons under the eaves
At each elbow, I am flanked by cats as I sit propped on pillows in bed. Alongside the base of my bed, my beloved old dog lies facing out toward anything she might need to defend us from. On her dog...
View ArticleWhoever you are, no matter how lonely
A few months ago, I created an outdoor altar otherwise known as a poetry box. Here I make the most intimate and important offering I know how to make to the world: poems. I started on the week of his...
View ArticleBeginnings, Endings, and Everything In Between
At last night’s launch of The Night, and the Rain, and the River short story anthology, editor Liz Prato was asked what makes a good ending. Liz explained that she teaches a craft class on ways to...
View ArticleA path toward living well: Tuesday, October 7
In my adult life, I have had two parallel quests: writing well and living well. In the last decade, I have come to understand that these paths are inextricably intertwined. Such that writing well has...
View ArticleHappy National Poetry Month!
When a global community brings its awareness, joy, and poetry to a shared sense of purpose and passion, so much more is possible. I want to invite you to ride the wave throughout April! Whether you...
View Articlealive at the center
When the name of an event reaches like a sliver of light through the cracked-open door of my heart, I follow where I am led. This is how I came to attend the reading launching alive at the center, a...
View ArticleWhen you are willing to follow the wrong star home
In 2007, I felt my time in Portland was complete. I planned two trips to places I felt called to — Grass Valley, CA and Maine — to investigate relocation. In Grass Valley, I met a woman who modeled for...
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