Elsa, A Cat.

Elsa, A Cat.

As a writer and a storyteller, it’s hard to admit that I don’t know how to begin. Something is missing. Not something practical like a pencil or keyboard. Not something existential like creativity. This isn’t writer’s block. The something missing is more like having...

The Write Stuff

I don’t remember what it was like to write without a computer. To have to erase, leaving ‘crumbs’, and rewrite. Or, to crumple the page and start over. To cross out and to pencil in a new line squeezed above or snaked down the margin. Do you? I suppose I remember well...

Not Thankless

Right now, the world is filled with shows of “giving thanks.” We are all thankful for health, employment, family, education, food on your plate, clothes on your back, and a roof over your head. Those objects of gratitude are really low hanging fruit. Lately,...