Monthly Archives: August 2011

It’s one of my guilty pleasures. I consider myself a stealth fair-goer. It’s all about finding those quiet spaces in the midst of all the hubbub to watch and consider and be reminded of a great number of things. My … Continue reading →

I’ve added the whole of a poetry manuscript under the Poems tab. “The Map of Longing” is in that mysterious and slippery classification of “working manuscript.” In other words…I keep changing it. I selected poems written between 2000 to 2006. … Continue reading →

My daughter asked to see old photos and books from my youth. We found the tub of scrapbooks and photos not too far down in a pillar of storage boxes tucked in a closet. We looked at old photos of … Continue reading →

I am not a Luddite. Maybe a little techno-resistant. Certainly not an early adapter. I am dazzled by all the options open to writers and others in the blog-sphere. And I will persevere until I have everything integrated…but right now, … Continue reading →