For the last few years, I’ve participated in the one little word project. It’s much easier than resolutions, and I like the idea of focusing on something that might carry me through the year. My word came to me a few weeks ago in a writing prompt: gathering I love the idea of connecting, sharing,…
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I am struggling to write these days. Snippets of lines as I walk to the studio, a fleeting thought while I make dinner. But nothing develops, no words fill the page (or screen). Today is a good day to sit by the fire and read. The Peace of Wild Things When despair for the world…
I often think about the intersection of writing and art, art and writing. Danny Gregory has just published his memoir of loss, which I want to buy. The trailer, beautifully crafted, is well worth watching:
when the sweet potato casserole works and David goes for third helpings or the salad tastes particularly tasty even though it’s really the dressing but everyone eats more especially the bread I’ve kneaded until my palms can’t push any longer I forget how much I hate to cook but sometimes I remember when the table…
