hope from a season of despair

On Thursday night I sat at a round table with co-workers and friends in an enormous room, dining on filet mignon and jumbo prawns, and witnessed contagious, hilarious generosity. Just the sort of evening to breathe new life into a tired writer.

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letting go of leaves

Stick figure silhouettes cling to dangling color that remains . . . dropping one by one . . . leaving them exposed, leafless . . . .
The woods betray us. We are vulnerable.

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homesick

My mind replays tapes of failure when I lie in bed too long awake.
Things neglected. Things forgotten. People neglected. People forgotten.
Failure that I’m not really sure is always failure.

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maintaining regret

Today my head is consumed with fires. With the passing of my favorite screenwriter. With seminars and webinars from successful authors. With a plea for this Puget Sound summer to begin in earnest. There is no time to sort these thoughts. To weave them. There is work, and breakfast, and a lesson, and appointments, and […]

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