Tonight, all walking accomplished was to lose me a brooch from a Friendship Store in 1982’s China. And my target number of steps—that should not be discounted!—but I was hoping for An Idea. Nope. BUT I have my assorted scribbles (or, as Charlie calls it, an idea garden) to fall back on. This is not it. […]
It is Day 3 of the Austin International Poetry Festival. I have read six of my poems in front of my peers…which is less challenging than you might suppose, for Austin poets/poets in Austin I have found uniformly polite, cheerful, and supportive. I know I am, because it is nerve-wracking and vulnerable to stand and […]
Yesterday morning felt so sparkly! I made a 10am appointment after I got up around 7:30, and there were a certain set of things that had to be completed before I stepped out the door. There was enough time. Mostly. But absolutely no slack. I had to hit all my marks, I hit all my […]
“A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds…” —Ralph Waldo Emerson There is a small muscle on the upper left rear of my scalp that is jumping, and a significant portion of my attention is attached to monitoring it. I am staring into space without realizing it for pauses that could be as long […]
Not optimal. A day after outlining my new behaviors, I’m pushing the bound on them. Reframe: a week or less after setting new behaviors, I still don’t have the hang of them. Ok, I see that; better now. Except for the getting-to-bed reality of it all…gotta work short -! So: How did I get to […]
Eating half-plates is making a dent in lots of things. Including my focus. Since Wednesday, I’ve taken in — and been given — a lot of information, and have a lot of suggested actions. Even at the outset, I tried to pare this down; I know the research about keeping new behaviors in place. (Which, […]
As a Christian writer (via the Madeline L’Engle definition: Christian + writer = Christian writer), I’ve been lonely looking out in contemporary life. It takes work to find compatriots on the road, particularly to find folk who strive to make excellent art that’s a witness to a faithful life. I’m teetering on the corner of […]
I’m hoping I haven’t used that before, because it’s a refrain from my family of origin, taken from: To market, to market to buy a fat pig; home again home again, jiggety-jig. It was a good off-grid weekend. On reflection, I don’t know that I’ve had a bad off-grid weekend– point, make note of. For […]
Growing up on the East Coast, the trails I followed were reasonably clear: dirt in the middle of green. Green grasses, green leafy plants (like trillium, so lush)…even under trees there was still green, and the trail was where the green didn’t grow. People make wider trails than critters, which is spare guidance for getting […]
I’m writing this from my undisclosed location with no cell towers and little wifi. It’s again past my bedtime. I decree this fits the letter of the intent–hurray! and good night, all!
