The Annual Words

So, my word of the year… Last year my word was empathy. It made sense right from the get-go. I knew it was something that I really needed to work on, and everything in my path helped me, guided me towards it. This year? I couldn’t pin anything down. OK, I probably didn’t try very... Continue Reading →

With or without me

There is snow on the ground this morning. Not a lot of snow - just enough to produce the lovely sequence of a dozen or so squeaks beneath each footfall - just enough to cap the roof and nearly bury the green grass. But it is snow, and it is good. I am a firm... Continue Reading →

Write Every Day… Maybe.

Butt in chair, fingers tickling keyboard. That's the prescription, right? It is fairly imperative, if you desire to be a writer, to write, but I read an article recently that made me question the mantra and its power in my life. Since my own writing has been hovering somewhere between squeamish and nonexistent, I though... Continue Reading →

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