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For Laughter

  My inbox sees a lot of struggle–writing that the world should read, stories that are unfolding now in the heads of people you ought to know. People who can’t remember how to love themselves because disgust with who they became spreads like spilled ink over the story of their lives they are trying to rewrite.…
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Captain’s Log

So instead of writing this is what I did to close out the day.  I dig it. Captain Dougie’s Log

Titles

I’ve just finished this brilliant book of poems, Black Aperture by Matt Rasmussen.  Anyone who’s been in a writing group with me in the past couple of weeks has heard about it.  The poems are startling with their clarity, and the duality of their familiarity and originality.  I love them.  I finished the collection today…
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Guilt and breath and dreams

  Heading from one long week into another, and somehow hoping that I’ll get the chance to write more than I did last week.  I have been in this deep period of reading–new poetry that I’ve come across by accident, non-fiction, novels (I feel like it’s been years since I read this many novels), but…
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Experiments

 I’ve had four writing groups this week that were extraordinary and bursting with talent and honesty.  Yesterday TWO people arrived with poems they had written outside of group and shared them–not just with me, but with everyone.  There was this sense, as we sat around the table, of a genuine safe creative space created with…
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Motherhood

We had a weekend of basically doing nothing special.  The kids were off last week, living my childhood–Shark on a trip with my mom, Hurricane in Baltimore with my aunt and uncle, being thoroughly spoiled.  And then finally we were back together, which was such a relief.  We drank coffee (some of us with enormous…
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Process Notes

The other day I was talking to a workshop participant about the importance of process notes–literally writing about writing–what you were trying to achieve, what was happening around you as you were doing it, what feelings it brought up.  And then awkwardly, I realized that I’ve been letting my own process notes habit slip.  As…
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Things I don’t know

Every so often I have this moment of absolute clarity about how little I actually know.  It happens with alarming frequency.  Often the barrier of delusion my ego has built is strong enough that I don’t have to do anything about it, it just bounces off.  But sometimes I can’t deny it; it punctures that…
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The Truth

Yesterday I bounced back, as promised.  In great form.  There was this thing with an essay I wrote that is posted on HerKind, which I totally dig and respect and am honored to be a part of.  And there was this other thing with work and writing and this other thing with a dear friend…
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Navel Gazing

Above is a day of grievances written by my younger son against my older son.  Those things didn’t happen quite like that (if you can read them) but sometimes you just want to feel like shit and blame everyone else.  I’m about there tonight.  I know there are terrible things in the world and problems…
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