Kassandra turns to her art project, and Jeeves to her photo albums, both pondering what life and art share.
This weekend in the United States, we take an extra day off work to honor those who died in military service. "Memorial" - the name calls out our intention to use our memories in this way. Memory looks backward, brings the past into the present, brings those lost into our immediate awareness, and makes them … Continue reading Our memories of this time
Our first Pine Street regular remembers a childhood Christmas: Harry Potter, a kind gesture, and learning about magic.
This month's guest post on Fictional Lessons for an All Too Real Life is artist and author Matthew Curry. Matthew describes himself this way: "I live in a small town in Northwest Georgia with a black cat named Frances. When I'm not at the mill, I'm at home, writing and drawing. I recently self-published a Southern … Continue reading “The Quick Route:” Fictional Lessons for an All Too Real Life from Matthew Curry
As promised, here's Part Two of the Halloween fears and angsts of my childhood. You can read Part One here. People often ask why I write sci-fi, fantasy, and other “non-realistic” genres. It’s because I find real life to be at least as strange as stories set on other planets. My childhood seemed filled with … Continue reading The Scariest Halloween Ever, Part Two
I don't know why I chose that title, except that it made me giggle. I wanted to write and post this piece a few days ago, after a Friday night spent listening to my friends in Avolition play one of their best sets ever at a local wine shop, Gard Vintners. (It might have been … Continue reading When Life Hands You Lemons, Just Add More Cowbell
As I posted here on July 4, I've a habit of celebrating independence from something a bit more meaningful to me than the overthrow of our British friends. Past years, I've tried independence from fear, for example, or from judgment. This year I felt myself dreading one or two events set for July 4. So … Continue reading Unexpected Delights: A report on Independence from Expectations Day
Memorial Day reminds us all of some of the more important qualities of memory. I attended a reading by author and Honorary Consul General Helen Szablya recently; she and her family escaped Hungary as the Soviets were crushing the people's uprising in the 1950's. The terror of their escape still present in her eyes, Mrs. … Continue reading Memory, Today
Another old poem I found - I think this one was written with my sweet writing group back in Seattle. I miss those folks! And yes, while I work on the last round of proofing for the novel, I am resorting to posting bits and pieces of old writing. New stuff soon, I promise! *** … Continue reading A bit of confetti, a piece of chocolate, and a Swiss Army knife
Whatever you celebrate this week, celebrate in style. Eat, drink, laugh, sing, dance, converse, hug, love. Do as much as you can in person, face to face with the people (humans and critters) you love. And if you are alone, treat yourself to the best company of all - your own heart and soul. Peace, … Continue reading Merry merry…