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it works, if you’re careful. trust me.
“That’s the Hollywood version,” Dad said. We sat in the dentist’s waiting room. Actually, it was an endodontist’s waiting room. The three of us were at ease, Mom and Dad having nearly made it through a week filled with medical appointments while maintaining their senses of humor and grace. Mom made sure the receptionist understood … Continue reading
Posted in family, life, writing
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take that, log jam
For years now, I’ve known in a general way what I wanted to write. You know from this blog, the idea has involved my life, my history, my faith. Trying to capture something that might offer valuable bits to others, in a compelling way. A pleasing, entertaining way would be nice. This can be hard, … Continue reading
Posted in history, life, writing
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guest blogger: Emily Smucker
Living the Unpredictable Life By Emily Smucker Spring was in the air, but you couldn’t tell by looking at my closet. I had plenty of sweaters and hoodies and knee socks, but not a single loose-fitting short-sleeved t-shirt. After all, it wasn’t t-shirt weather when I packed my bags in October to take a relatively … Continue reading
some days it’s like this
Jen Bervin, a poet and visual artist, asked about discipline by Poets & Writers in their January/February 2010 issue, said: “I think it comes out of just loving, really loving, what you’re doing. It doesn’t feel like discipline. It just feels like getting to do the things you want to do most.”
Posted in art, practice
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micro redo
The story below was published online about a year ago at Camroc Press Review . This week I told some relatives I would show it to them. Although it’s fiction, I based the characters on extended family members and on the last day I saw my Aunt Nancy. Bear in mind this is fiction; I … Continue reading
Posted in family, fiction, writing
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sounds good, don’t it?
The style of the essayist is that of an extremely intelligent, highly commonsensical person talking, without stammer and with impressive coherence, to him- or herself, and to anyone else who cares to eavesdrop. ~Joseph Epstein~
wall-gazing
Things come. Not as expected, or even as the shadow of expectation sometimes, but they arrive. Sailing in: the phrase I thought couldn’t be grasped, the way to shape a structure, the whereabouts of that envelope surely lost. They show up when it’s important. If not, well, they still might.
Posted in life, writing
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random notes on creative nonfiction
I want to uncover from real to real, though I can barely get beyond imagined. The role my supposings play, though, makes it fun: a biography of air, of ants, or aunts, a piece of driftwood once a tree. A foundation crumbles, a cemetery stone speaks. My face in the mirror draws down. I wander … Continue reading
hearty story
My blog’s date is in the military (and faraway places) style, with the day preceding the month. I’ve tried to make it regular American, to no avail. But as Tim says, I should prefer it; it’s logical that way. Tim was in the Navy long ago, when we were first married. I’ve written another online-accepted … Continue reading
Posted in marriage is cute sometimes, memoir, newsy, writing
Tagged confusion, early marriage
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friday thought
It’s not so much sitting down, composed, saying, “What shall I write today?” as it is racing, capturing ideas that surge, foaming, onto shore, before they pull away.
