Books in Progress, Scotland, Story, Uncategorized, Writing

Of Alphabets and Friends

A Proper Privacy - It has always tickled me when books of a certain vintage would abbreviate names and places that the author didn’t need to disclose. I think it was a Victorian convention. Even in fiction, they’d say, “When I met M- on the street, he seemed chipper, which was out of character.” As… Continue reading Of Alphabets and Friends

flash fiction, Mindset, short story, Story, Uncategorized, Writing

The Day Off: 4am

The Day Off 4am: The smell of burnt toast awakens me. Is Matt drunk-cooking again? Is that a fan I hear down there, still faintly going? Will it be nasty-cold in the kitchen? I make a move to check. First, warm pants. Yesterday’s double black stretchies will do, underwear still in, just as I had… Continue reading The Day Off: 4am

flash fiction, Mindset, short story, Story, Uncategorized, Writing

The Food Bank at Christmastime

She says, “Open your bag,” and plunders the grapefruit box. Six or seven grapefruit go right on top the banana. Another line of cans. “No thank you, no thank you, no thank you,” I say to the diced tomatoes, wheat pasta and khaki frosted cupcakes. 
“No sweets?”

Books in Progress, Mindset, New Age, Stones, Story, Uncategorized, Writing

Eaton County Mammal

It's not a glamorous place to become a healer/poet. It’s neither east, nor west in the lower peninsula. Even to say peninsula gives you the idea of water nearby, but Eaton County, Michigan isn’t the place to find much of that. It’s undulating country sides-- ‘hilly’ may be too extreme a description. To the settlers… Continue reading Eaton County Mammal

Books in Progress, Europe, flash fiction, Mindset, New Age, Pilgrimoire, Story, Travel, Uncategorized, Writing

Gypsy Wagon

Will was too busy after all to attend me in Newcastle. I museum-delved without him to see a  marble statue visible though the window. Lovers entwined, ecstatic kiss. Every angle a blissful depiction. Feeling worse, I exit to the sloping street. Wander, wander, wander. Then a barrel-shaped wagon on a pedestrian triangle. Bright colors, purple red,… Continue reading Gypsy Wagon

Books in Progress, Scotland, Stones, Story, Uncategorized, Writing

Timeless Orkney

There was a lovely woman in Kirkwall, on my honeymoon with Scott in Orkney. I have one photo of her, and I remember her name being “Barbara.” She wore a red beret, large brown clogs and sweatpants. Typical of the acquaintances we easily made, she was from California. She had wanted to live in Orkney for… Continue reading Timeless Orkney

Books in Progress, Pilgrimoire, Story, Writing

Umber Geordie

[An excerpt from my memoir: The Parts that Felt Like Me - a Pilgrimoire (working title)] "   This was 2010, when I’d met and stayed with Paul in the harbor town of Leith, Edinburgh. It had been a yummy holiday, and Paul had to get back to the business of weekend visitation of his children. Paul and I took… Continue reading Umber Geordie

Books in Progress, Mindset, Story, Writing

Great Love Affairs

Now that my heart is, at last, broken, I can tell you about him. On rainy days, I would think about my lover, and there was nothing but flight in my heart. I could conjure up the image, and I would begin to feel that I had life in my veins. I could think straight,… Continue reading Great Love Affairs