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Vic and I are at Malaprop’s Bookstore and Cafe in BigCity, NC when the torrential downpour begins. As a native Oregonian, the rain is my second skin but I will confess that there is nothing [...]

There are no words. Agitation and restlessness can be the death of a writer. Forward-thinking for a nonfiction writer carries similar risks. There are only so many words for speculation before it [...]

It is so hard to go back to a friendship that meant the world to me and dive into the past with heart-stopping breath. In high school Lindsay (1, 2) and I became very close and our friendship [...]

Mel and I meet at her studio so I can learn a new way home by foot. I arrive thirty minutes late so we have little time for small talk but she does show me the etching she has been working on all [...]

Although it has been thirty-eight degrees for the past two mornings, the forest is in full bloom, extending its jungle growth from trunk to trunk, canopy to topsoil. The view from my writing desk [...]

“Are you allergic to everything?” This from three-year-old Drew, my friend Britt’s daughter. I have just offered her my fortune cookie from my Chicken Curry take-out dish. Drew has the pale skin [...]

“He’s definitely playing the field,” my friend Kim says to me after meditation practice this morning. We are walking to lunch and she’s just stated that she noticed Keller and I hanging out more [...]

For many women there is no such thing as the day-to-day. Life runs in twenty-eight day cycles but is strongly magnetized to other forces such as the tides, the cycles of the moon, the cycles of [...]

The synchronicity of things never ceases to amaze me. For months I put off writing a short newspaper article about famous local author GH to help Britt with the Carolina Mountains Literary [...]

It is mid-morning and Bailee and I are knee deep in an addition problem using the Stamp Game (a Montessori math material) to help her understand how do to exchanges. She has come a long way with [...]