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A Lesson in Resilience

I’m working on two writing projects at the moment: one is a novel and one is nonfiction. The novel is a thoughtful sort of love story that is as concerned about the characters’ growth as it is with romance. It explores issues that are important to me, including life as a young cancer survivor. ThereContinue reading “A Lesson in Resilience”

Poem: Evergreen Growth

Prickly pine fingers tingling with grey snow shedding winter’s cling whispering knowledge to spring’s fresh buddings forming new life whole

Poem: Wanderer

Drive through northern desserts Blend farmland in feelings Head home by heading wayward Broken, longing for new meaning.

Are you the main character?

As a writer and writing teacher, I was intrigued by this question when I heard it the other day: Are you the main character in your life? What are your thoughts when you hear this question? Do you agree with my gut reaction about control or my later (hopefully slightly insightful) thoughts about growth? AreContinue reading “Are you the main character?”

Poem: Almost Ocean

Pebbled Great Lake beach creamy clouds touch rippled waves dreams of motherland

Poem: Midwinter Clouds

sifting cerulean whispers written in the sky cotton candy wisps

Living Beyond Inspiration

I recorded this video yesterday evening; the snow that I mention has since begun and doesn’t appear to be stopping anytime soon. Yesterday, I heard the news about Nightbirde’s death and meant to honor her by saying a few words about living beyond the people who inspire us. I find that I’ve been inspired byContinue reading “Living Beyond Inspiration”

Poem: Blurred Sunset

Hazy clouds drift, part, Lemon ink breaks through their waves, Echoes of the day

Poem: Winter Squall

I accidentally got caught in a bit of a blizzard while driving yesterday. I took the photo at a rural intersection along my route and then wrote this poem today. Silence simmers with suspense before the sky hurls cyclones of snow downward, spinning, they beat and moan against doors, the gale screaming its melancholy chord.Continue reading “Poem: Winter Squall”

Poem: Forgotten Basket

Crunch of frozen leaves Hibernate in winter soil Crisp with icicles