I obviously haven’t been in blog-land much lately. I’ve been editing my WIP and frankly, if I follow much more of the (good) writing advice/models I’ve been reading lately, there won’t be much of the damn thing left for anyone else to read.
Hint Fiction (props to Merrilee Faber for the heads-up on [Continue reading]
It’s the Winter Solstice, happens every year about this time…. And honestly, I can’t do any better than re-post last year’s Solstice message, with Rebecca Parker’s beautiful Winter Solstice poem.
Happy Holidays, friends! “Let this be the time we wake to life.”
WINTER SOLSTICE
Perhaps
for a moment
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Scrawled on a soggy scrap of paper at the beach yesterday:
Conf’rence call — cancelled.
Plan B: Pack lunch, grab suit, GO.
Low tide, warm waves. Bliss.
I just realized this is National Poetry Month.
Favorite poets, anyone? My favorite is Mary Oliver. She captures the essence of nature and life so beautifully, so simply. I could stick one of her poems here (like anything from Why I Wake Early for example), but decided instead to share one of my [Continue reading]
Bright morning stars are rising,
Bright morning stars are rising,
Bright morning stars are rising.
Day is a-breaking in my soul.
I love this song — the simple lyrics, tight harmonies, the faith in a brighter day even in a world filled with strife and sorrow. It’s a traditional Kentucky bluegrass song, from around the time of [Continue reading]
Dan Wilson is an amazing musician — Here’s his Valentine greeting: “I am sending this song to you all as a Valentine’s greeting. Maybe you’ll want to forward the link to someone you love, someone for whom you wish all good things. I would like it if you did. Please pass it on.”
So that’s what [Continue reading]
I want to thank Dayner and her thought-provoking post for getting my brain rolling this morning. This post was initially a response (okay, it’s not actually a response; I don’t answer anything) to some of her excellent questions, including these: What if I don’t want to be miserable? What if I don’t [Continue reading]
(Picture by amazing North Carolina artist Kristin Gibson; poem by me…)
Pomegranate
Ruby juice splashes out on the kitchen wallpaper and
the peppermint-striped candles set on the countertop.
Red dots hit [Continue reading]
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