Lately, I’ve been reading Writing as a Way of Healing by Louise DeSalvo. (Worth picking up even if you only scribble in journals when you’re feeling particularly emo.) I’m only a couple chapters in, but already I realized this healing…
I've been challenged by reading Speak What We Feel (Not What We Ought To Say) by Frederick Buechner. As the title suggests, the book analyzes four different writers and their works--how they infused their work with the truth of what…
I’m experimenting with putting up poetry instead of fiction today (obviously). Feel free to riot as you please.
I wrote this after a boring lunch meeting in Breckenridge, CO. Beautiful place. And they have great burgers for a ski town. A child wandered around outside in a princess dress. I thought, This lunch would be much more interesting if everyone wore costumes. And, I want to be Tinker Bell.
I don’t remember if there was an actual swing. Just the princess dress. Anyway, that’s the backstory: