My favorite non-fiction writer, you may or may not know, is Annie Dillard. Her clean, spare, breathtaking descriptions, her trust in the reader to keep up. Her honesty, her ability to remember her child self and imagine the wild thinking of animals. Long ago, when I first began writing seriously, I was so completely relieved to read The Writing…
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My mother is back in town and on her first evening back has provided me (and therefore you) with the following gems: -She offered my younger son $20/inch to cut his ridiculous face-covering bang. She looked at him for maybe an hour and asked me, “How can you stand this?” And offered to buy…
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This Wednesday, December 16, 2015, I am participating in something awesome. You can come, and read a poem in your pajamas. I’d love to hear your words. There’s a link to RSVP on my events page. Details are below. 8pm – 9:15pm (Eastern) Format for the Meeting: Kelly will interview the special guest for…
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This is my friend Ashley. She says things like, “I can’t be a failure, I’m not done yet.” In conversation. And I write them down. She is my closest reader, my gentle and firm most honest critic, and my greatest cheerleader/editor. We are not always the best for one another. Once we had to flee…
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Here I am with my biggest fan/harshest critic singing our original Rude Song a few weeks ago. There’s a whole album forthcoming. Please excuse my hair, clearly we just woke up (broccoli for breakfast) or I was caught in a tornado (broccoli for survival). I’m only just watching this and there’s no broccoli left for…
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