Writing Retreat

Through planning and packing for a group beach holiday, Gale was both large-and-in-charge and a nelly nervous wreck.  Even in the overstuffed minivan, out of the driveway and on the interstate, she remained anxiously edgy until our gang was far enough away to make it completely idiotic to turn back. However, like the eye of…

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Spring Forward

Nature sprouts. People go outside their homes, put on shorts, take off shirts, dig in dirt, jump in water, and feel gleeful in the renewed warmth. After being cooped up, personal media shifts to in-person.  They look over fences, tender a wave, and greet on the street.  Maybe, just maybe, after their sequestration by winter…

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Closet Writing Sanctuary

“When I get really stressed, about to boil over, I head toward my closet.” Totally serious and willing to share, my friend, a woman I’d known since our teenage years, went on. “You’ve seen my closet, right?  You saw the chair?” Nope, just a big walk-in closet in a big house seriously packed with lots…

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The Year Of The Writer

“I’ll revise the first chapter just once more, polish it up, then I’ll head into the next chapter,” she said with the bravado of certain finality. I tilted my head and inhaled deeply.  “Consider accepting the win and moving on.” “What win?  Why?” she asked, scrunching up her face. “Because you have a strong foundation…

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