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GIRLFRIEND WEEKEND 2015 – THANK YOU, PULPWOOD QUEENS!
A little over two weeks ago, I packed my pith helmet and headed to Texas for my first Pulpwood Queens experience—Girlfriend Weekend, an annual blowout that Jamie Ford (Hotel on the Corner of Bitter and Sweet, and Songs of Willow … Continue reading
BLOG HOP – WRITERS WRITING
I was so happy to be asked by Ana Hays McCracken to join in this “blog-in-the-round.” Writers are asked to answer four questions, then pass the torch the following week to two or three other writers (who then answer the same … Continue reading
SPINE POETRY – MAY, 2014
Coming through slaughter, waiting for the barbarians Run Sleepless nights, souls raised from the dead Run Human wishes A place of greater safety. (Notice there is no cheating here. I do have two copies of Ann Patchett’s Run. One of … Continue reading
SPINE POETRY – MARCH 2014
Naked in the house (upon the dirt between the lake and the woods). My mistake? Burning down the house. (Thanks to the brilliance of Betsy Franco, Matt Bell, Daniel Menaker and Charles Baxter.)
SPINE POETRY – FEBRUARY, 2014
Ah, the month of love. Love – Always little earthquakes in between days when the world was steady. (Ann Beattie, Tori Amos, Andrew Porter and Claire Messud)
SPINE POETRY – JANUARY, 2014
A happy new year to all, with apologies to those of you who are already required to take the long way home due to an overabundance of snow… Let’s take the long way home, walking the white fields, Snow falling on cedars. … Continue reading
Novel Recipes
It’s mid-November. Alice is shopping for the holidays, buying posole, blue cornmeal, and chile powder for Saisee. On the other side of the country, in the cold Northeast, Finch and Stephen are well on their journey. Tired, and frustrated in … Continue reading
SPINE POETRY – NOVEMBER
The omnivore’s dilemma: Fields of greens/birds of America? Gulp. Blood, bones and butter. (Thanks to Michael Pollan, Annie Somerville, Lorrie Moore, Mary Roach, and Gabrielle Hamilton.)
SPINE POETRY – OCTOBER
Something is out there, in the woods — White man’s grave The bone people We are all completely beside ourselves. (Thanks to Richard Bausch, Tana French, Richard Dooling, Keri Hulme, and Karen Joy Fowler.)
SPINE POETRY – SEPTEMBER
In hopes that what appears about to happen, won’t. Confrontation In over our heads Are we not men? Battle born.
