Ignite 9/7/18
The night before last, I overheard on cable news the term, “primeval fear.” Not “primal fear,” but “primeval fear.” The … Read More “Ignite 9/7/18”
The night before last, I overheard on cable news the term, “primeval fear.” Not “primal fear,” but “primeval fear.” The … Read More “Ignite 9/7/18”
Who’s the person NOT on Facebook, but still remembers your birthday? That’s right — grandma! Grandmothers keep us happy (and … Read More “Ignite 8/17/18”
Yesterday I imagined walking into the lobby of the Bread Loaf Inn in the Green Mountains near Middleburg, Vermont to … Read More “Magic Horse”
What is memoir? What isn’t memoir? Sometimes (and in my case, more often than not), the memoirist can’t tell until … Read More “One-Note Draft”
“The theater, when it is potent enough to deserve its ancestry, is always dangerous. That is why it is instinctively … Read More “Feed Your Head — Part Two”
Early yesterday morning, I heard a thundering thud . . . so loud, it scared my cat, Jem, and drove … Read More “My Willow Oak”
“We are each other’s reference point at our turning points.” This quote from Elizabeth Fishel’s book, Sisters: Shared Histories, Lifelong … Read More “Sisters Showing Up”
Hell hath no fury like a woman outwitted by technology. You heard me — nothing saps a woman’s creativity more … Read More “Spit and Spitfire”
My mother died the way she lived — stubbornly and privately. Two weeks earlier she had suffered a catastrophic stroke … Read More “Showing Up — Part Two”