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Tag Archives: Pillars of Rome

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Raquo; Tag Archive: Pillars of Rome. Tag Archives: Pillars of Rome. Being Out as a Writer. The poetry of bridges, creativity and community. Photo by Woody Munk. For National Poetry Month Seattle poet and playwright Ann Teplick. Invited friends to a daily poetry practice followed by a salon at her home. Ann Hursey, Esther Helfgott. Lyn Coffin, Carla Griswold, and I read poems–relating to Motown, Pendleton, Harborview and husbands–over poet Kate Lebo’s. Poet Sharon Wood Wortman, AKA the Bridge Lady.

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Category Archives: Uncategorized

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Raquo; Category Archive: Uncategorized. Island Institute in Sitka. A year ago I was preparing for a month-long residency at the Island Institute. I watched humpback whales feed during my residency in Sitka AK, April, 2015, called to alert bears as I walked to my cabin on a thimbleberry covered hillside. Sitka’s fishery was a reflection of the Columbia River before my time. Exploring and being welcomed by Blue Canoe writers and Mt Edgecumbe High School creative writers sustained me. March 21, 2016. Point ...

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How come? Still my Favorite Question | Jenny Neill

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Mdash; Jenny Neill. Still my Favorite Question. To the best of my knowledge, was the first to approach me about the Writing Process Blog Tour. We met through mutual friend and writing teacher, Amanda Castleman. I had to dodge her in this earlier virtual game of writer tag because paying deadlines took priority to stopping to reflect about my process. Put out a call for writers to volunteer to be tagged, I had the time to answer. Thanks to you, Esther, for keeping the meme going and inviting me. I enjoy t...

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arleen williams: April 2015

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To View past Blog Posts, please click arrow, then title:. Finding Home: Other Voices. Finding Home: Caracas, Venezuela. Finding Home: Other Voices. Finding Home: The Boardwalk. Finding Home: Other Voices. Finding Home: First Apartment to Homeless Wanderin. Finding Home: Other Voices. Finding Home: College Dorms. Finding Home: Other Voices. Thursday, April 30, 2015. Finding Home: Other Voices. For a change of pace, I'm pleased to share the work of author and poet, Esther Altshul Helfgott today. Esther Alt...

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Writing Vision: Words Can Make Your Visions Come to Life

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The Writers K Freelance Writers. Writing Vision: Words Can Make Your Visions Come to Life. September 6, 2013. About two years ago, I had a literary vision. Maybe you could call it a sort of ‘language arts dream’. This summer, that vision became real. Way back in 2009, I attended the Nature Consortium’s. Fabulously unique Arts in Nature Festival. To make this happen, I needed to put my vision into words that would inspire others to help. So I began writing grant applications, and approached Nature Con...

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Sixth In Line: Long, striated and with sharp edges

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Saturday, August 08, 2015. Long, striated and with sharp edges. We have a pot bound tub of mother-in-law’s tongue in our back yard, which has toppled over in the wind. Strange, given the plant is so heavy that the wind has dislodged it or maybe its upended state has more to do with the number of fronds. The pot has lost its centre of gravity. There it sits on its side like a beached whale or a creature otherwise out of its natural habitat. Why do mother in laws get such bad press? His uncle owned a farm ...

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Sixth In Line: January 2015

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Saturday, January 24, 2015. My mother is a psychotherapist. One of my daughters wrote this piece and I post it here with her permission, along with some name changes to preserve privacy. I first learned about Freud’s life and work in Grade Six. I'd seen his name in my mother’s consulting room, on the spines of books that were all the same, but had different numbers at the bottom. I’d heard her say his name. The room was beige, red and brown. On one side were two large chocolate brown armchairs. T...On th...

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Sixth In Line: December 2014

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Tuesday, December 30, 2014. Weevils, pudding dolls and the vinegar mother. Yesterday, I cleaned out the panty and half- filled a wheelie bin with foods past their used by date, including the occasional packet of flour, sesame seeds or polenta infected by weevils, and two pots of honey that had gone to sugar. It snuck up on me as jobs like this do. My husband had not been able to find the pot of salted capers he bought several months ago and wanted them last night to liven up his salad. It was a mistake.

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Sixth In Line: 'I love junk'

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Saturday, July 25, 2015. The other day, my four-year-old grandson asked for ice cream for breakfast, and I said ‘no’. He could have something like toast, toast with yummy honey. 8216;What about toast with sprinkles? 8217; he asked. I thought about this and weighed up the pros and cons in my mind long enough for him to ask further,. 8216;Are sprinkles junk? 8216;They are indeed.’. 8216;I love junk,’ my grandson said and so it seems. Anything laced with sugar or flavoured with treacle. I never went so far ...