Monthly Archives: June 2010

reusing, not regenerating

My son has given a grape plant a home in our back yard. Can you guess what it’s latching onto? My left knee has been feeling its age, I suppose, and complaining to me about it. Our chiropractor examined it thoroughly (“Here, let me push the kneecap over and check beneath.” “Uh, fine; you won’t … Continue reading

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interview: through the Ohlen Harris veil

Although my editor friend Lisa is a few years younger than I, she’s wiser regarding all things literary and nonfiction. She can tell you, after reading an essay, what sort of writing this is and what one might do to make it better. I love people like her. Sometimes editors edit because writing just hasn’t … Continue reading

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@ prick of the spindle

For the first time in a while, I’ve had pieces published that are longer than 1000 words. One is at Prick of the Spindle. They picked up my essay, “After the Fall,” and it’s now available here. If you’ve known me a while, you’ll be familiar, perhaps, with my sometimes grittier style. If you think … Continue reading

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weavings and shinings

Here is where I land: happy when my mind is free, when I hear the old, old stories gritty. Pedestrian, if you will. When I see harsh sun reflect off the Sea, taste dust, and move weary feet. Finally, resting on a cushion in the home of old friends, straining to hear his words to … Continue reading

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when things changed

I was the kid who needed glasses the first month of second grade. I wore blue frames with three tiny flowers at each temple. After my brother and I were hit by a 1965 Mustang, I got replacement blue-framed spectacles with no flowers. I was the one who after the accident became an early riser, … Continue reading

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some day

This day in the, oh, the near-magic of being (or having been imagined, or remembered), I am watered and young and full. Air curls sweet tails and tales around my strides and the rain has stopped and, though the fat lawn is still damp and the snakes are hiding, a lilted story is sung by … Continue reading

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the accidental graduate

I don’t know if this will be the closest I get to a higher educational degree, but I thought I would mention… I started writing posts on a Blogger blog four years ago. This morning, my WordPress dashboard tells me this is my 200th post. Since I began the work of educating myself to write … Continue reading

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