William Pearse publishes memoir, travel journals, poetry and prose.
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Author Archives: pinklightsabre
Arabesque No. 2 in G major
At last the rain stopped, and the fog set down on the tallest trees. Their shoulders were slung low from the weight of it all, and the morning street lamps were on their last shift. But the birds sang as … Continue reading
Posted in prose, writing
Tagged nature therapy, pacific northwest, prose, short form, William Pearse writer
8 Comments
Music for airports
At the far end of the couch, where the dog waits for us when we’re gone, I laid my book and my head down and looked outside at the gray and the green. We were still on east coast time, … Continue reading
Posted in Memoir, prose, writing
Tagged aging, creative nonfiction, humor, journal writing, Memoir, mid-life crisis, pacific northwest, parenting, prose, short form, William Pearse writer
27 Comments
Iceland spar
Friday, April 13 Allentown, PA Between me and the homeless guy the table remained open the whole time I sat at the Starbucks. I wrote and watched him from the corner of my eye stirring his coffee. Three regulars at … Continue reading
Posted in Memoir, parenting, prose, writing
Tagged aging, allentown, creative nonfiction, journal writing, Memoir, mid-life crisis, parenting, short form, stream-of-consciousness, William Pearse writer
19 Comments
Killing the Tree of Heaven
We went back to the east coast by way of Newark, and though it was spring break we made the kids wear coats, and I packed a scarf. We got a rental car and drove to my grandmother’s house in … Continue reading
Sonata in C major, “rites of spring”
Spring cleaning comes when I just can’t take it anymore. All the cobwebs we haven’t seen, the dust, the feeling the whole house smells. Everything needs to be taken apart and blown out. A half pot of coffee followed by … Continue reading
Posted in humor, Memoir, parenting, writing
Tagged creative nonfiction, Easter, humor, mid-life crisis, pacific northwest, parenting, postaday, short form, William Pearse writer
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Crow call for April
The chicken brined and so did I, in a solution of salt, memories and music. That Easter in France with Rob and Paul roasting the lamb — then the one 30 years ago I had to work at the drug … Continue reading
Posted in Memoir, prose, writing
Tagged crows, nature imagery, pacific northwest, short form, stream-of-consciousness, William Pearse writer
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Love and work (and when it doesn’t work out)
Crossing into April, Dawn and I were getting ready to be married. But the weather had been so nice every weekend for three weekends straight, we worried our luck wouldn’t hold out. All of us met at a lodge in … Continue reading
Posted in identity, Memoir
Tagged creative nonfiction, humor, Memoir, mid-life crisis, travel, William Pearse writer, work identity, work-life balance
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