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This Is 55
After My First Mountain There is nothing to do except brace myself. It’s so cold. I’m so sick of this wind. It isn’t just blowing—it howls, whistles, whooshes, then slaps the side of the… Read more
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Marker of Time
I notice tiny little leaves at the end of each branch on our fig tree. They look like green origami ready to move in slow motion and take a new… Read more
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Interviewing Myself
I wrote a chapter today for my new novel. When I went back and re-read it I started crying, it is a sad, tragic story, about when I got pregnant… Read more
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Little Pink Pigs
Little Pink Pigs Lettuce pinned under my left arm, tongs stir bacon with my right. Grease fills the pan, bacon shrivels up. Jack and Fiona keep asking, “where’s my dinner?”.… Read more
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Need More Time
The sky is a hazy-almost smog like today. A fog. Steam billows from the kettle. Time to make a second cup of coffee. Sometimes I feel I can’t bare another… Read more
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Book Marketing takes a lot of time!!!!
I haven’t been posting as much lately because I’m in the thick of sending out sell sheets to bookstores promoting Nap Time Paintings! I’ve also been writing a lot for… Read more
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Excerpt from “You’re having Twins”
It’s interesting how time and place can bring up memories. I read once that the body remembers things; it internalizes things that stick deep inside. My daughter was born with… Read more
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Memories Shift
I was staring at a painting in my studio, hung with six push pins. I hung the paper up today, painted it and collaged it. It’s a large piece of… Read more
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Plea for Total Communication Classrooms in public schools
I went to Fiona’s IEP yesterday. Everything went smooth, she was offered the same services as she received last year, attendance at a Total Communication preschool and speech therapy. Fiona… Read more
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