The trip was a series of battalion assaults, unimaginable outside of a science fiction novel. TSA men hid behind large plexiglass partitions, gloved, masked, instructing us to wave our government issued ID’s at magic scanners, reading a report on me, no need for a boarding pass.
And so naturally I wonder, how can she be our most supreme judge, our arbiter and keeper of our Constitution, if it is not she–handmaiden to men—who ultimately decides?
I prayed for the phone to ring, an appointment to show, any excuse.
This magical island retreat hums with the history of writer’s voices.
Wait, wait, wait, I wanted to say. Give me a second while I find my intelligence. I don’t know what to do!
Can you trace your journey? Look back into the blue sky and catch a glimpse of your tendrils, instead of choking on the contrail of the ones up ahead? I don’t want to forget the exhilaration of stepping off solid ground, the day I hit Submit to sign up for my first writing class. The […]
Going to Mendocino—taking my first screenwriting class, reading my work in front of 100+ people, hearing my novel first page blind critiqued by an industry panel, yup—terrifying and frigging exhilarating!
I woke up one day this week and thought “this is so damned hard.” And I actually chose this path! Lots of choices aren’t mine—the frustration of asthma attacks, the grief from losing my stepmom that stirs up the grief of my brother dying, a family member turning from sobriety after years. Profound sadnesses with […]
Was that the source of her fortitude? The belief that just around the corner would be another good day? A hope that she would overcome this latest setback?
My Magical Mystery Tour to Thailand is done and my son is a married man. I’m overwhelmed. How do you process the spectacular? The extraordinary? Asia, Thailand, Bangkok, Phitsanoluk, a mind-bending five senses assault of thai-spiced food, epic heat and humidity, the olfactory experience of canals from the last century, the madness of loud tuk-tuks […]