The phrase “Inky Adventures” reminds me of Nathanial Hawthorne’s famous 1855 diatribe on female writers: “America is now wholly given over to a damned mob of scribbling women, and I should have no chance of success while the public taste is occupied with their trash-and should be ashamed of myself if I did succeed.” Admittedly… Continue reading Inky Adventures & Scribbling Women
i wax poetic ~ on mangy mutts and milkmen ~ musing on times past ~ When I was a kid, dogs freely roamed the neighborhood. No leashes or fences to keep them tethered. The whole world was their dog park! That sounds wonderful in a naïve nostalgic way. But, in reality, it meant they were… Continue reading Musings on Mangy Mutts & Milkmen
Is This the American Way? Enough is enough! But Freedom Ain’t Free They Scream Now Ready Aim Fire And Slaughter Just One More Child It’s the American Way Yesterday, the March For Our Lives: Road to Change Rally came to town. Students from local Pinellas County high schools joined with students from Marjory Stoneman Douglas to demand their… Continue reading The American Way
The World Changed In The Summer Following My Birth Nothing Changed at All In the summer following my birth, the world changed. Marilyn Monroe sang “Happy Birthday Mr. President.” Marilyn Monroe died. Adolph Eichmann was hung. Spider Man was born. Sam Walton opened the first Wal-Mart in Arkansas. Doctors inserted the first silicone breast implants.… Continue reading Haiku & History: In the Summer Following My Birth
Haikus Calm my Mind Structure and Form Soothe My Soul With the World Gone Mad OK. I lied. That IS a haiku. But this post is not just a haiku. It’s about writing. Specifically it’s about how creating haikus is helping me practice self-care in a chaotic world. As a control-freak, I thrive on… Continue reading This is Not a Haiku
Like so many of you, I am reeling. Dread keeps washing over me wave after wave after wave. Dan Rather encourages me to stay #steady and keep up my #courage. John Lewis reminds me of the importance of #goodtrouble. And Rebecca Solnit demands that we not fall into despair. Instead we must ACT and create… Continue reading A Haiku of Hope
Living in a city provides a constant stream of interesting sights. A thirty-something white woman walks down the street wearing only an oversized t-shirt and a pair of Converse high tops. A possibly biracial teenager on a skateboard rolls past me and I hear him say (in a rather joyous tone) “fuck you” to whomever… Continue reading Seeing Like a Writer: How Do I Separate Facts for Fiction?
Today is National Poem in Your Pocket Day. I love the idea! I don’t write poetry (except for the occasional silly haiku) but I’m often inspired by other people’s work. So I'm sharing a poem by a poet I just discovered: Genevieve Taggard. Ms. Magazine did a piece on her last week. In it, Julie… Continue reading Poem in your Pocket