ephemera

  • An unexpected perspective from an early memory landed on my page this afternoon. I recorded it after I left the writing circle I shared with several others today and wanted to share it with you. the-waking-yard-complete.m4a

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  • Yrsa Daley-Ward and Isaac M. Saul

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  • …how unlikely it is

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  • As in: “A dreadful building of gray stone and brown wood, it sported cherry-red shutters (not all of them shut) which by some mnemoptical trick he remembered as apple green.” – Vladimir Nabokov Source: Transparent Things Believe it or not, I just started reading Nabokov. I’ve resisted for many years for as many reasons, reasons

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  • Remember the book, The Artist’s Way, The tiny events one did with oneself, the Rated-PG kind, were prescribed by Cameron for filling the well of inspiration within the container of attention. This Sunday I plan to start artist’s dates again. I’ll enter one into my calendar for the afternoon. The West Coast fog lifts after

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  • Try on Transgressive Identities from the safety of the page: What’s it like to dive deeply into compulsion, be buried beneath your passions, elucidate the ephemeral side of love addiction? Like Oxygen Suzanne Lea Read Ride into a chemically induced romance on the back of a motorcycle. 100 Words / 12 / Hits / Gravity,

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  • Looking back on 2024, one of my dreams came true; it was a colossal one for me. I’d been incubating a dream that emerged when I was six years old. In my twenties it had come to fruition, then been overtaken by my soul’s desire to become a mother. Over this past summer the vision

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  • just us

    the further along i get in my own story i realize i am less and less the author.

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