Tag: writing
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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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When the Cicada Song Ends

Photo: A spider floating ominously against a cloudy sky. Apparently it is big-ass spiders makin’ webs season here in Maryland. This one decided to start one outside of my office window. I am very safely behind glass while taking this picture. It’s too hot to turn on the stove, even with central air. I stood…
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The Energy It Takes to Flower

Photo: A wild morning glory wraps around a towering Dahlia flower yet to bloom. I had every intention to write a blog post here this summer, but I set my creativity toward mothering and “real” writing. I wrote 2 complete short stories and 2 incomplete ones this summer. That isn’t a lot and yet is…
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Time, Pieces, Patience

In the middle of a field, a garden bed rises… That garden bed should be filled with tomato plants. And hot pepper plants. And garlic scapes. It’s not. It’s not even fully put together yet. One of the things we left at the old house was a well-established garden with all my favorite things to…
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Wait… Was This a Cliche´ the Whole Time!?

Photo credit: My writerly friend who took this picture on Sunday! Thanks friend! And thanks to my other friend (all interconnected!) who said “yes” when I asked him to do this silly presentation with me. 🙂 Last week, I had the great pleasure of going to my very first in-person The Muse and the Marketplace…



