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.
Handmaid to No One
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?
First job, first boss, first lech
I prayed for the phone to ring, an appointment to show, any excuse.
The current diagnoses: pandemic, fires, social-distancing.
Are you okay, we ask? I’m okay, we answer.
Writer’s Retreat 2020
This magical island retreat hums with the history of writer’s voices.
I hear you, Atul Gawande. Thoughts on being inpatient.
Wait, wait, wait, I wanted to say. Give me a second while I find my intelligence. I don’t know what to do!
Try, Apply, Hit Submit
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 […]
Ready…set…cliff dive!
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!
Persist.
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 […]
Stepmom Gone
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?