Two Magical Things

It is a Friday afternoon in midwinter. To brighten the dull gray sky and open my heart for the weekend, a list: Storycorps Until last week I had never heard of Storycorps, and my life was less interesting as a result. An NPR producer built a soundproof studio booth. It travels around the country where … Continue reading


Hello, internet. I’ve been remiss. Again. I am finding words hard this winter. Like I’ve lost them in the snow eddies which never cease. It is not the cold silence of depression or the hollow quiet of grief. Just a neutral, white Wordless. I sometimes wonder if all this waiting has me tongue-tied. Comatized. Mind-numbed … Continue reading