At the beginning of February, I became aware that it was national handwritten letter month month. I used to be such a prolific letter writer. I have… Read more “Writing By Hand”
I thought that writing an essay for a themed literary magazine on the theme of “shame” was going to be a piece of cake. I was excited… Read more “In Which Trying to Write an Essay About Shame Threw Me Into a Huge Shame Spiral, And How I Got Out of It”
These are the moments that we writers live for, right? Having our words received, recognized, felt.
If I was an architect or a builder, I’m sure that I’d be building falling-down bridges and houses whose floors tilted so that marbles would roll from… Read more “Good Thing I’m Not An Architect”
I’ve been dealing with some writing “stuckness” in the past month or so. And I’ve been aware that it’s had to do with both inner and outer… Read more “Clearing The Way for Words”
Walk without speaking for one hour. Then, write without stopping for another hour. It’s a simple sequence, but somehow it’s magical, what that combination can produce. I’ve… Read more “Walking, Writing, Shhhhhhh”
I’m so excited. My mini-memoir, The Mouse Room, was published by SheBooks a few weeks ago. Yahoo! I’ve been working not this crazy story for decades- first… Read more “Would You Read It Carved Into A Stone Tablet?”