by Minerva Rising Contributor | Dec 23, 2015 | The Keeping Room
I get my best ideas folding laundry. From the bedroom window of the home I work from as a nanny three days a week, I can see the Cascade range, the glitter of Lake Washington, and the inverted bowl of clouds that so often rests on top of Mt. Rainier. Words and...
by Minerva Rising Contributor | Dec 18, 2015 | The Keeping Room
Serendipity: the faculty of finding valuable or agreeable things not sought for This summer I almost became a believer in the alignment of the stars. In luck. In serendipity. Like each summer of the last several, I spent a long weekend in June at a...
by Minerva Rising Contributor | Dec 11, 2015 | The Keeping Room
This year, I wrote about a subject that I did not want to dwell on, but for some reason could not stop writing about. I grew up Catholic and was fairly devout for most of my life, but over the past few years, given the testimony of acquaintances,...
by Minerva Rising Contributor | Dec 4, 2015 | The Keeping Room
I cannot imagine wanting to have children, which must be why I never had them. I wonder if that’s the reason I became a writer, if giving birth to stories instead of babies sublimated my maternal urges. There are indisputable similarities between the two...
by Minerva Rising Contributor | Nov 6, 2015 | The Keeping Room
Fall is a fallow rotting scent, fallen leaves made wet by heavy rain, the quieting earth loosened to welcome the dregs for a long winter’s nap. In the city that scent is elusive, the earth wrapped tight in asphalt, cement. What patches remain are...
