Necessary Outbursts

The very first Combat Paper/Warrior Writers post-workshop performance and exhibit of 2017 (in the DC Metro Area anyway) is coming up! Friday April 7th at 7 pm at Workhouse Arts Center in Lorton, Virginia. 9801 Ox Rd, Building W-16. I hope I see you there. (Especially you, Deeanna–we’d all love to see you!!!) In the second…

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Playlist (and boogers)

I have been thinking lately about planting good memories.  Or rather triggers for good memories.  We know how it works with bad memories–certain smells or sounds or little gestures appear and transport us to some terrible thing for a moment.  And often it takes a lot of our energy to recover.  But I’ve been wondering about…

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Floating

A few weeks ago, the kids and I went to the American Visionary Art Museum in Baltimore to see the exhibit we are inside of in the picture above.  It’s called King’s Mouth and it’s this big foamy cave you climb into and lay down inside and above you there’s a convex mirror encircled with lighted…

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Memoir

It’s been a while.  I’m sorry.  This week, Mary Karr’s brilliant book about memoir, “The Art of Memoir” landed in my hands.  Want to know how it landed in my hands?  I bought it.  My own damn self. Because I thought it would help me with some writing I’m struggling with.  And it did. Because…

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I don’t know why

I have been trying to write this poem for at least a year. Last week, after the loss of a particularly beautiful soul, it began to tap on the inside of my skull with urgency. It’s all I have for you right now. I’ll be back with more soon. Stay safe. May you have both…

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From Another Time

For a while, this interview sort of embarrassed me–because my life has changed so much since then, and I sound so certain.  But re-reading it, I realize that only the last part–dancing with my husband–is no longer a part of my life.  And I feel like the woman who was emerging at that time was…

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The Growing Stack of Books

This is the stack of books that currently threatens to kill me from my bedside table.  I love them all.  I can’t commit to reading just one.  I just pile them up and read a little of each, rarely seeing any through to completion.  Is it still love if I pick one up, read a…

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Hip Young Women

These hip young women went on a trip.  In seven days they slept maybe thirty hours total.  On the plane ride home, this is what became of them.  This is not a cautionary tale.  This is an inspirational tale.  These are hip young women.  They know how to live…

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