Americana

While on my way home from running errands one Saturday morning in  March I drove down my town’s main street and was treated to quite a display of Americana. Lined up and down the street were fire trucks that were paired up across from one another and “holding” an...

Over Our Heads

I’ve often felt much like Kim describes in “Over Our Heads.” But I know the magic happens when we step outside of our comfort zone. And believe me, it’s really cool when you get a glimpse of the possibilities. I’m headed to Seattle for...

kissing

“The conversation of kisses. Subtle, engrossing, fearless, transforming.” ― Alice Munro, Runaway Yesterday’s prompt got me thinking and writing about kissing. What was his name – maybe Arthur or Jay or Jared?  I don’t so much remember his name as I remember the...

Insanity

“I release you, my beautiful and terrible fear. I release you. You were my beloved and hated twin, but now, I don’t know you as myself” ― Joy Harjo I have always feared insanity, my own and others.  It seemed the worst thing that could happen to me (the thing I...

Ice cream, forgiveness, and the weather

I wrote two things earlier this morning and here they are Thing Number One: In response to a prompt that asked “If you were to write a book today, what would you want it to prove?” I thought, 1. Ice cream is heaven sent and will heal most things.2. When ice cream...

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