From Honeysuckle Heat… He resisted the urge to sprint toward, grab, twirl, and embrace the vision, afraid that his passion might vaporize the dream that seemed to float in front of him. He began to walk toward the vision with slow and steady steps that did not match his racing heart. Steady steps trying to …
Category: Prose
Honeysuckle Heat
It was late and the human sounds that hummed during the day had retired, inviting the frogs and cicadas to fill the silence with their nighttime melodies. He had given up on sleep and decided to walk down to the lake. He slipped on his boat shoes but left his crumpled t-shirt on the unmade …
Writing and Riding the Waves (video)
https://videopress.com/v/EFiueb5S?preloadContent=metadata A different time zone and location, but my Zooming expectation has not changed. I will be logging on and spending my afternoon on a Zoom call that will wrap up a seven-week The Story You Need to Tell writing workshop, led by author, Sandra Marinella, and offered through the Mayo Clinic out of Phoenix, …
Please let me dance again
Several weeks ago, I submitted a story to Dr. Phoebe’s site (phoebemd.com) and I am pleased to share, the piece was published last Friday, April 9th. My submission is a personal story about a few seconds that almost drastically altered how I move through life. Sharing the experience stirs vulnerability in me, but I chose …
His last two quarters
An intimate and touching excerpt about adult children making end-of-life decisions just after their father took his final breath. A true story that is both highly personal and widely universal. ................................... “Have you considered what you would like your father to wear to the mortuary?” the hospice social worker, Shawn, asked. My brother, Nick, and …
Dreamy Visit, Surprising Gifts
My post is both a true story and a tribute to a woman who left this world too soon, but not without leaving a lasting and loving impression on me, her niece, and on countless others who adored her. Those who have been following my blog since at least July, may remember from my post, …
Dancing and Writing with and through me
Welcome to my dancing space, where I join other dancers via the internet, but on this day I used the space to layout my recently completed Being a Woman - Forthcoming Poetry Collection.Next step, Sammi Lee illustrations, then on to publication! Moving Women I may be the only woman living in my house, but that …
unTraditional Thoughts
unTraditional Space Oh no, where am I going to put my Christmas tree this year? This question occurred to me a few days ago, while eating lunch with a friend. I thought about it for a moment, while my friend curiously looked at me. I needed to explain. I told her that our front room, …
Inspiring Storytellers
Me and Walt Richardson saying hello after a show. If you read my September post, “Let’s Sip and Chat about This and That,” you know I am someone who prefers listening to music, writing, and photography over watching t.v., especially the news the last few months, but I have tuned in enough to know that …
Complimentary Jar (audio poetic prose)
A week into November and I remembered that it is National Gratitude Month. Maybe an entire month devoted to gratitude has been canceled, like so many other happenings this year, or likely, its appearance was buried under election and COVID updates. Maybe we are all feeling pandemic fatigue, leaving us little energy to feel or …
