Category Archives: places

The Surreality of Home

Posted on August 3, 2011 by

  I went home today. I don’t know what I can tell you about the surreality of it. Some things were so familiar. Some were much smaller. Some were a sucker punch. Some I’d like to bottle. Some were gone. … Continue reading →

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Wordless Wednesday: Down by the creek

Posted on July 13, 2011 by
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Of bridges and magical things

Posted on July 12, 2011 by

And there’s more. I walked along the bike path that skirts the empty field next to our old house. The path wasn’t there back then, the trees and brush had only rudimentary foot paths worn down by kids and teenagers … Continue reading →

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Writing to strangers

Posted on July 11, 2011 by

It hasn’t been a month since I sent this letter, but I’m feeling apprehensive. I’m feeling frantic. Because of my personal connection with the house, because one of my sisters met a (former?) resident a few years ago who offered … Continue reading →

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Throw Me Thursday: The Funeral

Posted on July 1, 2011 by

Downtowns with tar paper flats, and river rats, and roses in the windows. That man walked backward and forward in his beggar’s feet, pitch white hair dragging at his neck,  mumbling out from his rabbit skin jacket in July. I … Continue reading →

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What are you spending all that time dreaming for, Dorothy?

Posted on May 24, 2011 by

This is writing. This is what matters. In the northern California Redwoods nearly 7 years ago, we rented an unremarkable cabin. There was a small bathroom with a shower, a main room with a T.V. and bed, a kitchen in … Continue reading →

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Humans I crave

Posted on October 19, 2010 by

“Human isolation is terrible. We want to connect and figure out what it means to write. ‘How do you live? what do you think?’ we ask the author. We all look for hints, stories, examples.”  –Natalie Goldberg, Wild Mind I … Continue reading →

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Presence

Posted on September 15, 2010 by

If you can, just for a moment, place yourself in quiet. Listen. Now tell me where did you go?

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Project Placement 5: Taos with special guest: The Give-away

Posted on September 14, 2010 by

I thought New Mexico would be flat and dry, lifeless, that the only movement along the wide expanse would be me and Wile E. Coyote chasing that blasted Road Runner. “Me-meep!” But it wasn’t like that after a while. The … Continue reading →

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Project Placement 4: The Road

Posted on September 8, 2010 by

Notebooks and pens and Pringles and cheese. Clove cigarettes depending on the year. 34 hours on a Grayhound Bus. Or 36 hours in a Suzuki Samarai with no air at a high speed of 65 down the side of a … Continue reading →

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