I Lied to You

I Lied to You

Mostly, I tell the truth in real time. The lies I tell tend to be in the realm of goals and predictions. Here is a selection of my latest. For 90 Posts in 90 Days, I said I wouldn’t write posts in advance. FACT: I’m writing this one as I think of the lies....
All Signs Point to You

All Signs Point to You

Last fall I took some advice to heart: Don’t give your work away for free. Don’t give your time away for free. Your work and your time are worth paying for. People who want your time for free will never pay you. I agree. So I stopped giving my time away...
Realizations of Reading

Realizations of Reading

As an English major in college, I became disillusioned with how I was expected to write about literature. It seemed to me that you took two texts — what used to be called “books” or “stories” or “passages” or “lines” — and compared them, concluding that they were...
My Temper

My Temper

I really want to write about how patient and compassionate I am, and I sure can be, but not easily and every day. And not on the day 3 weeks and two days after my last period when my period starts again. (Didn’t I just start noticing a regular pattern in the...
In the Weeds

In the Weeds

Today, I get to whack weeds, drag them from the ground, dig up and destroy their homes. While I like the idea of planting seeds, any gardening I actually do is rooted in uprooting. Ten years ago, when I would come home to the late-lasting Pacific Northwest sun after a...
What Is a Meadow For?

What Is a Meadow For?

For a long time, I’ve been considering how to use the idea of ventriloquism in my work. When I write with others, there is somebody throwing their voice. Unfortunately, this means somebody has to be the dummy, and that’s probably going to be me. When I learned that...