If
This piece is a bit of Matrix thinking. . . If I had it to do all over again, maybe I’d take the blue pill; I’d choose the illusion. I’ll [...]
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Jul, 2026
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Nov, 2024
Blue
I started writing this piece about my friend Craig several years ago. I thought I had lost it, but I found it again as I was purging files this summer. [...]
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Nov, 2022
Making Up Stories: my spiritual practice
This is an updated reprint of a Thanksgiving post from a few years back. The theme is gratitude, and that never gets old. Do you remember that scene in Out [...]
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Sep, 2022
Fade to Blue
Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts: he had given up speaking to anyone but Molly, confidant and clown, double orange doors, Blue Planet, need a plan, must [...]
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Nov, 2021
November Musing
I hardly need to say this because we all know it, but hey, it’s been a weird couple of years. This November I am grateful for family members and friends who [...]
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Feb, 2021
Dot Dot Dot
Anderson Cooper came by my house to repair the busted slats on my back fence and to tell me I use too many ellipses in my writing. I told [...]
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Jan, 2021
What I Miss Most
I wrote this a month ago with my Thursday night writing group, and I didn’t use too many of the prompts, though I did use these: out to lunch, for whose [...]
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Oct, 2020
Sheltering, Part 4
We’ve all been “sheltering” now, to one degree or another, for seven and a half months. Initially I was both alarmed and secretly pleased—because suddenly I could be my introvert self [...]
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Jun, 2020
How Madelaine Survives Quarantine
Written with my Thursday night writing group (now meeting on Zoom!) with the prompts: one red shoe and oh, dear. Madelaine wore one red shoe and one green shoe because [...]
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Jun, 2020
The Story of My Hydrangea Bush
I mentioned a couple weeks ago that I was dipping into Sleeping on the Wing by Kenneth Koch and Kate Farrell, an anthology of poetry and writing prompts written for [...]