Storylife
When I was a child and frightened at night or couldn’t fall asleep, I made up stories. I still do.
When I was a child and frightened at night or couldn’t fall asleep, I made up stories. I still do.
If you did an internet search for “sexual pleasure” and landed on this page, I’m sorry to have to disappoint you. This is not that kind of post. I’m one of those people who has tried to write down three things I’m grateful for at the end of the day. I see the wisdom in…
I was listened to Sarah Werner’s podcast titled “Getting Back to Writing” when the question came to me, why is it so hard to pickup your life where you left off? I completed the Culinary Nutrition Expert (CNE) program a couple weeks ago, and I feel like I’ve been floundering ever since. “What’s next?” I…
In the measurement world, we set a goal and strive to achieve it. In the universe of possibility, we set the context and let life unfold. — B. Zander, The Art of Possibility I have post on Vision and Verb today. I hope you’ll check it out!
This is my fourth post about taking a writing class with Elizabeth Jarrett Andrew at the Madeline Island School of the Arts (MISE). Journal Entry from Thursday, August 1, 2013 August… How can this be?! One true month of summer left, if we’re lucky. In the Midwest, the length of summer is a crapshoot. Last…
The other night, I dreamed a man cut into the top of my head and removed my brain. He was wearing blue scrubs, cute little booties, and a mask—a surgeon, not a sadist. Although one can never be sure. I’d gone to my doctor about neck pain. After several uncomfortable head turns, someone brought…
It was my birthday today. I kind of think of birthdays as similar to New Year’s Eve, a time to reflect on where I’ve been since my last birthday and where I’m going, and whether I’m going where I want to go, which made me start thinking about wolves, packs of wolves. Stay with me,…
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Maery Rose….I love your story!