Rather the Ritual

When I sat down to write yesterday's post, I put on a record, Wild Alee by Talos, a fringe indie selection of swirly electronica that I bought in 2019, probably on one of my ritualized walks through Broad Ripple to Indy CD and Vinyl. I put on the record because I was trying to make …

What 2020 Taught Me

Today is the beginning of Writerly and the beginning of daily blogging, and I am shaking off the rust that's settled into my writerly hinges, hoping that the mechanization built in my decades of writing practice will remember its structure and return to fluidity and motion with a little push. The last time I blogged …

Micronavigation

A lot of people don't know this, but I used to be an admission counselor. Sometimes I even forget--it seems like a lifetime ago that I was a freshly graduated college student working maintenance at my university, out pulling weeds one day when the Associate Director of Admission called saying they'd gotten my name from the …

People Who See

I can't recommend personal crisis. 😉 Recent life has left me debilitated, uncertain, emotionally strung out. At its freshest, I was convinced I would not survive an hour, much less a day, of the pain. The next moment and the next moment and the next moment were unfathomable. I have felt like a ghost, relegated …

These Hands

Hands. I have adequate hands. They are average. Proportionate. These hands: lift/carry/hold/grasp/gesture/fold/open/close In other words: they do exactly what they are supposed to. There is no need to say anything about hands that are as they are expected to be. +++ Why is it that when I loose myself from the keyboard and write by …

2015 in Review

January Published a poem Started my 100 Words writing project Rented two movies at once from a Redbox in a probable snowstorm Continued (over from Dec '14) sewing purses for ca$h money Experimented with midi rings February Upgraded the kids to a bunk bed! Oliver raced "Science Car" at his Boy Scout pinewood derby Bought …