Venial sins, mortal sins, and lampshades. I was eight or nine, and my mom was in the basement cutting my hair with her father watching. She would have been mid-40’s, younger than I am now. I always think of Grandpa as 95 but he was probably early 70s, still working part-time as a foot messenger […]
The problem The other night Xeena mentioned a video on Facebook and asked if I’d seen it. I should have, because my husband Dave posted it. “Noooo,” I fake-apologized, in that way people do to let you know they are better than Facebook, “I haven’t been on.” “Oh, are you taking a break?” “No….,” I […]
We could have saved sixpence. We have saved fivepence. (Pause) But at what cost? —Samuel Beckett, All That Fall Real world aside, this experiment is paying off. It took a week to complete Day 1 (Writing—digital), but I feel the difference every time I sit at my computer. For instance, I never realized how much […]
What happens when you lay your creative work out on the bed, hanger upon hanger, sweater upon mismatched sock? I’m not talking about the whole of your creativity, just the part you’ve expressed in some tangible form—all the stories, paintings, set designs, half-finished orchestral scores, and that one note on a napkin about the couple […]