Category Archives: mother

The Automatic Writer’s Art of Shaking Hands

Posted on November 27, 2011 by

I am a nervous girl. The flush of my face has always given me away, but lately, it’s the tremor in my hands. There is usually a tiny shiver running through my bandwidth, tippy-tapping out a body hum across the … Continue reading →

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Throw Me Thursday: Crush

Posted on June 24, 2011 by

Ma is leaving us in bit pieces, days are falling from her, names are dissolving into particles she knows she’s tasted, but can’t place. She’s both trying to hide it, and begging us to notice, hinting herself away. We’ve all … Continue reading →

Posted in it's my family anyway, ma, mother, Number 9, relationships, Throw me Thursday, truth | Tagged , | 18 Comments

Throw me Thursday: Ma Bell

Posted on January 14, 2011 by

It’s Ma’s 75th birthday. She wins. It’s snowing today, only soft wisps flick down past my window as if I’m in a holiday made-for-TV movie, something on Lifetime maybe, about daughters and mothers. In this mixed-generational feel-good drama I play … Continue reading →

Posted in big family, it's my family anyway, ma, mother, relationships, Throw me Thursday | Tagged , , , | 12 Comments

Throw me Thursday: Whiskey-Money-Doll

Posted on November 12, 2010 by

@karriehiggins (Karrie’s blog) took a play on words from a conversation we’d been having about an old Twilight Zone episode that still haunts me from way back, Talking Tina. Karrie said, “@EVictoriaF Keep “whiskey money doll” in mind for your … Continue reading →

Posted in coffee, Dad, divorce, father, ma, mother, red house, relationships, sister, Throw me Thursday, truth | Tagged , , , , , | 16 Comments

Meeting That Old Friend From Far Away

Posted on March 28, 2010 by

It is so fortunate to have such a wealth of talented writers from which to learn.  The blaze of the internet’s possibilities should not be lost on anyone looking to find some kind of connection to interest or dream.  Just … Continue reading →

Posted in Grandmothers, mother, Old Friend From Far Away, writing exercises | Tagged , , , , , | 3 Comments

Reaching in my pocket and coming up with lint

Posted on January 16, 2010 by

You want to know something stupid?  I can’t tell you a good damn thing about most of my sisters and brothers.  I sure can’t tell you what it was like to live with them, because most the time, I didn’t.  … Continue reading →

Posted in brother, father, it's my family anyway, memoir writing, mother, Number 9, sister | 4 Comments

That Would Be Telling

Posted on January 3, 2010 by

I’m sure if I found some misspelled, grammatically incorrect, thoroughly embarrassing school project 20 or so years after the fact and transcribed it in all it’s agonizing glory for you to read, it could be construed as a self-flagellation of … Continue reading →

Posted in divorce, father, mother | 5 Comments