Author Archives: Deanna

underground

When relaxed, at table, new friends acquaintancing, while storminess abated outside wide windows, sipping vodka, sharing past adventures, the value of the now, the free, the aboveground, the opulence, contrasted vividly in the mind with the story being shared. New parents, in Russia, in what was, meeting the challenge of a system doomed. No opulence. … Continue reading

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in context

The other day I accidentally visited the church I left in 1999. Lately I’ve been driving a relative to doctor appointments, and we were out and about after a nice lunch together. There was a half-hour wait for the next appointment, and we both needed a bathroom, but the doctor’s office was closed for lunch. … Continue reading

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alive

It is always shocking to meet life where we thought we were alone. “Look out!” we cry, “it’s alive.”…. There comes a moment when people who have been dabbling in religion (“Man’s search for God!”) suddenly draw back. Supposing we really found Him? We never meant it to come to that! Worse still, supposing He … Continue reading

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Christmas stalking

A Christmas post has been on my mind, ever since we returned from a week-plus in Seattle, visiting family and friends, staying in my brother’s cool house. Richard and Manny live beside the light rail station, from whence you can whoosh toward downtown, where interesting sights abound. Since we came home, though, I haven’t had … Continue reading

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freebie

Because my days have been brimfull, I haven’t posted a post in a while. Am hoping to amend that soon, but in the meantime there’s a free Kindle download of Saying Goodbye available, here. A present from Dream of Things books (until the promotion ends at midnight). What I’d like to do is share why … Continue reading

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wrote by rote

One benefit of being asked to guest blog is the opportunity to look in new ways at what you’ve been up to. My post, “Meandering With Memoir,” was fun to work on, and now it’s up, hosted graciously by Arlee Bird, here. His project will be a good one to follow for more writerly inspiration. … Continue reading

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dazzle in the dark

A cold December morning it is. And goodness and mercy are around me. Dark, dark days and bright, bright lights. Wowee lights, as my son used to call them, when we would drive around to see twinkles on the houses. One place a few blocks down we’ve dubbed the landing strip. The homeowners there simply … Continue reading

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the heart of the matter

[Read & rewrite afresh on this topic. Yup. You.] Above is the note I left on a file this morning after my early writing time. I need such a reminder. My tendency is to edit soon into the writing, because, you know, things should become perfect. Sooner. Reality reminds me that things are in process. … Continue reading

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Richard Brautigan

I was always curious about him, this writer with whom Dad shared many adventures, most involving trout. Continue reading

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