“Harper Lee, author of To Kill a Mockingbird, spent twelve hours a day at her desk and produced one page of text per day. ‘Contrary to what most people think,’ she once said, ‘there is no glamor to writing. In fact, it’s heartbreak most of the time.’” Do you ever have one of those serendipitous […]
Currently
Somersaults on a dying couch, spelling words on empty envelopes. Gibberish from tiny mouths, puppy clear as day. Polished nails (cuticles too), birthday parties, rock collections. Shoes on. Cold fingers, wet noses. Shoes off. C-A-T, cat. D-O-G, dog. Ponytails – one for Six, two for Five – rubber bands beneath the rug, feline loot. Sassy […]
Glimpses
A recent blog perusal has unearthed an unlikely discovery: I rather enjoy these snapshot posts. Short, telling, packed with feels – an archived glimpse into the ever-fleeting now. I think it has something to do with that old saying about the little things being the big things. You know, hindsight and all that. Plus, for […]
Words for a White Weekend
“When it’s over, I don’t want to wonder if I have made of my life something particular, and real. I don’t want to find myself sighing and frightened, or full of argument. I don’t want to end up simply having visited this world.” + Mary Oliver, When Death Comes * Lately I’ve been thinking a […]
29,000 Words
Two months ago I committed to two-hundred words a day, inches in the miles of novel-writing that have saved me every day since. Some proof – mostly for myself but also, if you’re interested, for you. * Mr. Gregory, the resident bachelor and neighborhood handyman, lived three blocks out in a renovated craftsman recently outfitted […]
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