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While unpacking old notebooks, I stumbled upon the original ending of this story. Much more verbose and not quite as clever, that ending was the first piece of this story […]
While unpacking old notebooks, I stumbled upon the original ending of this story. Much more verbose and not quite as clever, that ending was the first piece of this story […]
Time for another piece from my writing folder–or in this case, notebook/memory. I wrote this short poem sometime between 2006 and 2008 after my neighbor replaced their grass with pink
The Casper Humanities Festival kicked off Tuesday evening with a book club discussion of “The Yellow Wallpaper” by Charlotte Perkins Gilman. The story has been a favorite of mine since
In the spirit of the recent holiday (Tu B’Shvat), my personal writing post today honors the trees. I wrote most of these poems nestled in the Blueridge Mountains and surrounded
Shabbat Shalom! I want to take some time before Shabbat begins to share something for Bandit. I start this attempt knowing full well that any words I try to set
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Each Thursday I will be pulling something from my personal writing archives to share until the archives run out! Buckle in for some poetry, short stories, personal essays, and book
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