Write Anyway

Write Anyway

“Mom, do you think in my life span we’ll ever meet an alien?” It’s early morning, the time when I write and then meditate, which probably brings to mind white honeycomb candles, a certain hushed peace. This is not always, or even often, the case. I’ve got a dog curled...
Not Enough Books

Not Enough Books

I have active library cards in four counties. Last week, if you’d wandered into the Sebastopol Branch of the Sonoma County Library, you would have found me kneeling as if in prayer before the junior graphic novels section, searching not my heart but the shelves as...
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