The entire extended family is traveling in a van to a family reunion. It’s sort of a womb zoom.
“What kind of fabric are the shoes made of?” I asked my great niece as she drew a picture of a princess.
In creating a world we need to imagine the specifics.
What is your world? What are your specifics that make that world come alive in your writing?
I’m here in Boulder, Colorado for three days (May 18-20) to present a workshop at the 5th Annual Integrating Spirit & Caregiving Conference with an emphasis on Integral and Transpersonal Approaches to End of Life and Elder Care. The conference is presented by Naropa University Extended Studies and the Center for Contemplative End of Life…
After Ernest Dempsey reviewed “Sightlines: A Poet’s Diary” on TCM Reviews, we struck up an email correspondence. We began to find out that even though we are from different generations (I am old enough to be his mother), and different cultures (he lives in Pakistan, and I’m in the USA), that we shared many values…
Kendra Bonnett and Matilda Butler continue to amaze me with their jaw-dropping array of fascinating products and activities. Look on the right margin for their activities and then on the far right for their seven (yes, seven!) blogs. You can see for yourself at www.womensmemoirs.com as they change their popular site to launch it with…
I’ve been writing a series on Creative Enemies for my Creative Catalyst column on Telling Her Stories–the blog for Story Circle Network. I took on the topic of believing we have the power to know and the power to look inside for the answers. Three of my merry band of creative friends (Hal Manogue, Eden…
Here is a guest post by Donna Druchanas on the issue of how the craft and art of knitting currently is perceived. In my own art school training at the California College of Arts (and Crafts) I was inculcated with the slogan that “There is no art without craft.” Donna says: I like the term…
Every writer needs a writing room. What about a burrow…a hole or tunnel dug into the earth to create a space of temporary refuge….and where your thoughts and feelings can inhabit themselves freely, on paper. Dig a deep hole to bury your sorrows. Bury them, do not forget them. For, they are alive and will…