Happy New Year! It’s been a while since I’ve written here but I’m returning to share a conversation I’ve been having with Kristen Tsetsi, author of The Age of the Child, a novel that got me off to a thoughtful start for the year. In her novel, Tsetsi asks a provocative question: what if those of us who want to … Read More
Spine Poem: The World We Live In
Some more #spinepoetry inspired by the books on my shelf and the world we live in. #nationalpoetrymonth With thanks and apologies to Jide Zeus Bonnie Zobell, Lidia Yuknavitch, and Wells Tower.
Unruly Women Deserve a Spine Poem
A spine poem for unruly women everywhere. Adventures in #spinepoetry in honor of #nationalpoetrymonth. Thanks and apologies to Jodi Paloni, So Say We All, Julia Dixon Evans Jennifer D. Corley.
Variation on a Spine Poem
I’ve been doodling around on my bookshelves when I should be writing so I solved the problem by taking a stab at a few “spine poems.” It seems a fitting way to observe National Poetry Month. Here’s today’s: In the spirit of both #nationallibraryworkersday and #nationalpoetrymonth, here are a few books to go check out of your library. I call this … Read More
#Today’s Walk: It Begins
It begins when I know that silence will hurt me and those I love, when the comfort of my life will not insulate me from the damage that will afflict millions for years to come if I am silent. It begins with a 4 a.m. ride to the airport on Inauguration Day to catch a 6:30 a.m. flight to Baltimore. … Read More
My Last Giveaway of the Year
Hi, All, Just a short post to let you all know that I’m giving away two signed copies of CASUALTIES on Monday, December 12. Win one for you and one for a friend, or if you already have a copy – you’ll have special gifts for two friends. For details, just click below. Thanks for all your support! Gratefully yours, … Read More
Today’s Walk: A Quiet Dawn
“I haven’t got any special religion this morning. My God is the God of Walkers.” – Bruce Chatwin, In Patagonia Sunday morning. The mist so thick I woke to the sound of water dripping from the edge of the roof outside my window. I went out to watch a “Super Moon” descend and the morning slowly claim the sky. … Read More
Sunday Sentence: String Too Short to be Saved by Donald Hall
“I understood that my grief, which I still carried like comfort, was not for my grandfather. The red branch on the green trues not only the first limb of the Republic to feel the cold of the winter; it was the death of my childhood, and the knowledge of my own vulnerability.” – String too Short to be Saved by … Read More
Today’s Walk: Birds of Sunset Cliffs
“Birds know themselves not to be at the center of anything, but at the margins of everything. The end of the map. We only live where someone’s horizon sweeps someone else’s. We are only noticed on the edge of things; but on the edge of things, we notice much.” ― Gregory Maguire, Out of Oz The birds of Sunset Cliffs live on … Read More
Sunday Sentence: Land of Enchantment by Leigh Stein
“And so today I dare you to do the thing you don’t think you’re ready to do.” Land of Enchantment by Leigh Stein I love reading them, so now I’ve joined the #SundaySentence party started by David Abrams over at the Quivering Pen and on Twitter. It’s not a review. It’s not a story. It’s just one sentence I read this week, presented “out of … Read More