Category: Blog
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The Spirit is Moving, and I With It

(Photo: My little writing community has been writing together since the 1st in a new program I’m calling the Chase the Light Challenge. I’ve been posting prompts every day to motivate people to start new projects, get unstuck, and otherwise write every day. One of the tools I’ve been using is a beautiful deck of…
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The “Beautiful Destiny”

Photo: Me and an Exalted Elder. I wish she was here. She’s already told us what we should be doing, but I still… wish she was here. I’ve thought about my grandmothers, my grandfathers, and so many voices I can no longer hear. They’ve told us what to do. Oh Lord, how I wish they…
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Easing Back In, Full of Thought

Photo: Snow in the flower box, dead leaves and old flower stems crumbling and turning in to dirt for the next seeds to be planted not long from now. In a different time, I’d complain about the cold and wistfully write about longing for Spring. But this year… This year, we’re starting with a blockbuster…
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Doing The Most (And Therefore, Not Writing)

Photo: Photo within a photo, both taken at the beautiful (and allegedly haunted) MIT Endicott House in Dedham, Massachusetts. The perfect place for a writing retreat. I had every intention of posting my serial story episode last week. So many good intentions… But the thing is, I was wearing my leader hat last week. I…
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A New Season of Self: Or, The Next Evolution of This Rock Kid’s Mom

Photo: An electric guitar. Prized possession of my kiddo. As a writer, I feel a particular, if curious, satisfaction at the “tentpole” moments in life. The “firsts” my kids go through are generally inevitable and predictable. They also rely on life going the way life goes: which is often meandering and apt to distraction. Everyone…
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The Echo of Memory

Photo: A perfectly clear blue sky over Maryland on a very normal day. I often describe days with that color sky as “technocolor perfect.” That’s the thought I had on that Tuesday morning in 2001: it’s a technocolor dream kind of day. I don’t know how many other East Coast folk who remember that day…
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Starting a New Project and Writing What I Know

Photo: Messy handwriting scribbled across notebook pages set against a monitor on a messy, messy desk. On the monitor, Scrivener, beloved software for authors like me. A blank page open and ready to receive an interpretation of the scribbles in legible, pixilated text form. Eventually, that translation turned into episode one of Silverwood: a Serial…



