Outside, rain drenches the brown grass and fallen leaves to the sounds of high winds through the naked trees. Fog, like low lying clouds, clings to the earth in defiance. Nature seems to groan as another gust bends the trees with a roar that builds and then diminishes like birth pangs. And just around the corner of the clock waits the new year, swaddled in mystery, unshaken by … Continue reading For the Others
What are you up to, Shai? Where have you been? I'm not bored, that's for certain. This fall, my husband and I decided to tackle a new venture selling Medicare Advantage plans. The schooling devoured my time like a hungry Voskan tundra wolf, but we're up and rolling now, thankfully. In addition, I've been teaching … Continue reading Where are you?
In my wildest dreams, I never thought I’d be typing my thoughts out regarding my dear friend, Aiko, on a document in my “Dearly Departed” folder. I’m called a ‘writer’ and an ‘author’. Words which really mean I talk a lot with my fingertips. I am driven by inspiration, and yet for a week, I’ve … Continue reading In Memory of Cathy Aiko Barkdoll
Days are longer and weather patterns are becoming more favorable. Sunglasses and wide brim hats are in fashion, as are retina displays and lounging by the pool, so... it's a good time to blow the dust off of that novel you were trying to write. I'm talking to myself, too! I've got five or more … Continue reading Character Escape
Follow my post to the end for what may be the best two minutes you spend today. No, I'm not arrogant. Trust me. I overheard a conversation recently in which one person said, "If Bill saw you do that, he'd chop your head off! Literally!" Before I sought the help of the FBI to investigate … Continue reading Another Word Bites the Dust. Literally.
Friday I had the privilege of working with the savvy students in Miss Leonard's class of 4th, 5th, and 6th graders. These BCA students soaked up poetry and story writing tips like eager little sponges! Such energy packed into polite and respectful kids. I'll visit your class anytime. Blessings on your precious little heads!
I'm home after a very successful set of workshops at the Whatcom County Youth Fair. Creativity flowed and fun was had by all! Students enjoyed the games and activities, as well as the learning material presented. They even had the opportunity to share their work before a live audience. Would you like to attend a … Continue reading Whatcom County Youth Fair
Here is (amended) content that accompanies one of the slides from my upcoming workshop. Who We Are Time doesn't just fall from the clock, offering itself like a piece of spontaneously generated cake. We must make time to write. Musicians practice their instrument. Horse owners groom their animals and exercise them. We write. We are … Continue reading Who We Are
This is an unpolished Flash Fiction piece from years ago. The cold goaded me forward, half reluctantly, as I strolled down the familiar cemetery row to her grave. I pulled the collar of my jacket up as the morning air chilled my bare neck on the bright September morning. I do this ritual on holidays … Continue reading I Know Why You Cry