The first interview goes well. We meet for two hours in LM’s studio, sharing an orange essence dark chocolate bar and taking turns talking into the tape recorder. Her work and life are so [...]
Things move quickly. I’ve studied LM’s printmaking work for two days, reviewed her artist’s rant, and looked up the techniques in Judy Martin’s Encyclopedia of Printmaking. Today, coincidentally, [...]
Before tonight’s post, two important details to attend to:1. The guitar-kitten (aka Dad’s Christmas present): While Dad never believed we had a kitten hiding in the back room for him, by [...]
Rest and relaxation means, in my world, finally losing track of time, calling friends just to see if they want to waste time together, going the extra mile for others without even knowing [...]
Snow and snow and snow and snow. It’s snows all day, high up here along Shuford Creek. And still, by midnight, the roads are barely kissed with white. The flakes are small and featherweight, [...]
My parents are moving into their new house up Shuford Creek. We finally found the Christmas tree stand in the boxes we were unpacking, so today the tree was moved from the gravel driveway into [...]
My check from Our State came yesterday. The check for the biography work came today. Noelle and I drive to BigCity, NC and head straight for the bank. “I’d like to cash both of these and withdraw [...]
I drive up out of the valley through the syrupy fog to the top of Seven Mile Ridge. This is the back way to GP’s new rental and I owe him a visit. The ridge tops out at around 4,000 feet, then [...]
“That’ll be $160 even for the ball joint part, labor, and oil change.” Ronnie is kind when he hands me the bill. “Just sign here Ms. Schultz.” He points to the dotted line. I sign without a [...]
I own it all. I own the inflation of stories and lust. I own the desire. I own being in love with love. I own the smoke-curl of want that seeps from my pores, the deep seas of longing in my eyes, [...]