why i write

I am overwhelmed sometimes and feel a great deal of wonder at words, just simple words and how deeply we can touch each other with them, though I know that most of the time language is the most abused of all human abilities or traits. On the river a few weeks ago, we wrote about why... Continue Reading →

fly in my coffee

I had plans today: clean the toy room, do the laundry, take the boys to the wildlife safari.But instead of following them, I allowed spontaneity.Today was one of the last nice days of the year, before the winter winds blow in, freeze us, coop us up. So we played outside, me and Holden still in... Continue Reading →

hear us

Recently, spurred by Harvey Weinstein, women have been posting #metoo online to show how widespread sexual assault and harassment is.I have not been assaulted, but I know so many women who have been.I have been harassed, I guess you'd call it, but only with words.Once, by my boss when I closed down the bar. I... Continue Reading →

Q317 songs

Dark Side - Bishop Briggs Habits of my Heart - Jaymes Young Summertime Sadness - Lana Del Ray White Lightning - The Cadillac Three False Alarm - The Head and the Heart Like I'm Gonna Lose You - Jasmine Thompson No Diggity - Chet Faker Bloodstream - Stateless Sparks - Coldplay The Night we Met... Continue Reading →

writing on the river

This weekend I spent on the Missouri River, at a writer's retreat. A writer's retreat is a place full of artists, other tribe members. These retreats exist so we can be learn from each other, inspire one another, read, write, and watch the birds fly south overhead. On the first night, we each wrote on... Continue Reading →

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