If you write with random prompts, or have, you are probably already a believer; this is the way, write in it. …

For years I’ve envisioned a life-size giraffe built from found pieces of metal or driftwood, a stately, elegant creature reaching for the leafy tree tops outside my PNW windows. When I hear “spirit animal” I think of the whimsical neck and winsome body of the giraffe. The idea that I…

Like a huge bird our airplane touches down on the tarmac and soon makes a turn–we are here in Cordova, Alaska, turning away from the mountains and rivers so immense it tries the mind, taking in this northern tundra from above–what specks we are, yearning for meaning, traveling at high speeds, and covering so much ground in a day that we may never catch up with ourselves. Next stop Yakutat; just for fun, the milk-run flight.

My friend sends me this snippet on e-mail, a thin connection to our past lives from ten years ago when I lived in the village near the runaway where the small plane went off and a man walked away. Later, this morning when I am out running-a carpe diem act…

Nanowrimo has been part of our family vocabulary since 2009 when two of our sons, ages 13 and 16, each wrote 50K+ novels while educating from home. I was finishing an M.A. in Lit./Writing at the time, with no spare moments to craft a novel, which made me envious. Since…

I was out walking on a trail near our house this morning, putting one foot in front of the other, when I looked up and saw four sets of big eyes looking back at me. A small herd of young bucks stood less than 20 feet away. I came to…

When her only brother went off to the Korean War as a medic, my mother was a junior in high school. They lived in the small town of Geneseo, Illinois, southwest of Chicago, near Davenport, Iowa. …

That happens from time to time, right? You forget to hit save like I did yesterday after starting today’s post… At least I think I wrote a post. I’ve been writing a lot lately and dreaming, both day and night, so I realize it’s possible I only dreamed I wrote…