Russian Pre-Ballet Conditioning, the flyer on the dorm bulletin board announced. No previous experience necessary. “Sounds terrifying,” I said to my new friend. “Not for me.” I was a college freshman now, and blessedly no longer required to participate in the endless parade of team…
“just spring” is just about over, http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/176657, and I am finally addressing my new website, and new, for me, writing territory – blogging…
This week I am scheduled to run twenty-two miles. It says so, right here on my “MARATHON GOAL: TO FINISH” training chart.
Writing is one thing. Showing your writing to someone else is a second thing. Actually getting paid to write? That’s a whole other kettle of koi.
On July 19th of this year, after eleven short years of testing the compatibility waters, Cameron Keys and I tied the knot. This event was fabulous and noteworthy for a number of reasons. Here are ten…
Why are some haikus so powerful? Maybe for the same reason diamonds are beautiful, and hydrogen can be so, well, dreadful…
Today I moved my weasel from the bedroom to the office. She’s nice, as weasels go. She measures approximately nine inches in length. Her narrow pelt is soft and white, except for the tail…