3 Books, 3 Poets

The last three books of poetry I’ve read couldn’t be more different. Two of them, “Milk and Honey” by Rupi Kaur and “Good Bones” by Maggie Smith, came to my attention on Twitter. Did you know there’s a vibrant poetry community on Twitter? Actually, there’s a vibrant writing community there. I’ve found some fantastic books, poetry, flash fiction, short stories, nonfiction, etc., there and, these days, it’s the only reason I’m still hanging in. The only reason. Anyway, I digress. The third book, “From Every Moment a Second” by Robert Okaji, came to my attention from Robert himself. I read … Continue reading 3 Books, 3 Poets

Down the TBR Rabbit Hole #1: Conquer Your TBR

Before I was a writer I was a reader. Although I don’t read as prolifically as I once did, I’m always on the look-out for a good book. This is why my Goodreads TBR list has 214 titles. Whaaaat?! It’s safe to say there are books on there I don’t even remember. It’s time to clean  off the shelf so when I ran across this meme on Boston Book Reader via Lost in a Story I knew it was for me. I’m jumping in.  Here are the guidelines: Go to your Goodreads to-read shelf. Order on ascending date added. Take … Continue reading Down the TBR Rabbit Hole #1: Conquer Your TBR

WWW Wednesday, August 16, 2017

Taking on a World of Words hosts WWW Wednesday each week, I’m told. The objective is to answer the following questions, leave a link to your post, and read the posts of other participants. It looks like a great way to find some good books to read because we all need more good books, right? Thanks to Marina Sofia at Finding Time to Write for sharing this meme. The Three Ws are: What are you currently reading? What did you recently finish reading? What do you think you’ll read next? I’m currently reading Revenge by Japanese author Yoko Ogawa for … Continue reading WWW Wednesday, August 16, 2017

Brain Dump

I began working on a CNF piece a few months ago based on an interaction I had with a woman in the jury lounge when I was called up for Federal jury duty. The first three paragraphs flowed out easily. The next couple came weeks later. Now I can’t stand the thought of going back to work on it at all. There are memories of the aftermath of Katrina interspersed and I just don’t want to think about it. It’s Spring, new beginnings, a time of optimism. The thought of revisiting that time is just abhorrent. Hopefully, this is just … Continue reading Brain Dump

#WITMonth : My Mother is a River

“I’m not graceful, nor light-hearted. I’m tethered to the ground, teeth grinding on the links of my chain. My mother, that’s what I’ve labelled every limit. I have charged her with the imperfection of my flight. She’s been my excuse. She’s the cause, and the reason. My mother is a tree. In her shade I have absolved myself. It’s shrivelling, the shade too shrinks away. Soon I’ll be exposed.” My Mother is a River, by Italian writer Donatella Di Pietrantonio and translated by Franca Scurti Simpson, is the story of a mother and a daughter and the often rocky road of their relationship. But … Continue reading #WITMonth : My Mother is a River