Pieces fell into place this week. Fragments of knowledge coalesced. Bits snapped together like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle. Worries became reality. A hunch played out. And I flexed, without injury.
Suspect connections frayed; a breakup, which I had long expected, became more imminent.
One burgeoning friendship faded; others blossomed.
A faithful companion moved households.
I surfed, I coasted, I rope-a-doped and bounced back ready to swing again.
This may be obtuse and if it is, I apologize.
Take the stairs--two at at time!--stay loose, be open, embrace confusion, be ready.
I've been reading quite a few memoirs, courtesy of the Seattle Public Library. I want to write one, as you know, so I've been absolu...
A couple of weeks ago I collaborated with the indubitable thad wenatchee and others to write a radio play. See more on how it went:
Ever wondered what it takes to get a piece of fiction published? I'm not talking New Yorker type of prose. That's a rarefied world ...
Check out my new video, a brief reading from a story published this past spring in Opossum.