Not Too Late

Cheryl woke thinking, “It’s not too late. I haven’t said I do yet. I can still change my mind.” Every morning it was the same nagging thought, the same silly dream rattling around in the back of her mind that Jason would burst through the church doors at the last minute like Dustin Hoffman and [...]

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The Waterfall

He stood on a platform on the other side of the river. The roaring water and mist made him impossible to alert. I ran away from him, toward the bridge. I pounded across the bridge with the taste of fear in my mouth. A woman and child were walking peacefully in the other direction. “Get [...]

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Defending your neural pathways

A few days ago in the post Paradise I started a piece about how cultures and traditions are created. I hope everyone has seen the film What the Bleep Do We Know because it talks about how our perceptions create neural pathways in our brain that become “set in their ways.” Changing your thought patterns [...]

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Journal pages

I was telling ltw at First Million Words some stories about the old days when we used pen and paper rather than electrons to do our writing practice.
One of those tales was about a bunch of journal pages made into a bronze tower. Another artist I like uses bits of her journal pages in collages [...]

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Woodpecker

A rat-a-tat from the apartment above me rattled off a staccato beat like a determined woodpecker–again and again. I got out of bed and gave up the idea of sleeping. What could the people up there be doing at 3 a.m. that would create such a noise? Sometimes I could hear bumping from up there [...]

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The Cat

The last time we pooh-poohed the cat for scratching among some picture frames stacked in the corner behind the couch we later found a scorpion among the frames. So we consider the cat’s interest in something that we dismiss with, “there’s nothing there,” as a interesting enough to warrant investigation.
Her latest fascination has been with [...]

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I want to go . . .

I want to go absolutely everywhere. Not being Oprah, I’ll  have to restrict myself to a few places I can afford. The problem is, I can hardly afford to go anywhere. I recently priced a trip to Alaska that would include a boat ride up from Vancouver (which of course, requires several days stay) to [...]

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Interview at A Little Red Hen

Naomi Dagen Bloom, over at A Little Red Hen published an interview about me, me, me the other day. Thanks for being interested in my story, Naomi.

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Laundry day

At one time in American life, laundry day was Monday. That’s because it was an all day effort with wringer washers and outdoor clothes lines. Now, laundry is something you do any time day or night, possibly while doing three other things at the same time.
What are you doing with all the time women previously [...]

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The quality of light

Most of my days are spent either in New Mexico or Texas. New Mexico is famous for its artists, Texas for its music. It’s the quality of light that creates this artistic phenomena.
The Texas light is filtered, tentative, uncertain, and often hidden by moist and drooping layers of obscurity. New Mexico light is blazing, piercing [...]

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