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Bill Pearse publishes memoir, travel journals, poetry and prose, and lives in the Pacific Northwest.

• Nine leaves left

  By Bill Pearse on October 5, 2016 • ( 31 )

  Dawn said come hell or high water, you better be working by September (that was April), but she doesn’t really talk that way, in italics, it sounds worse than it is. We were between low pressure systems spinning off Vancouver island… Read More ›

• The lines we used to find one another

  By Bill Pearse on October 4, 2016 • ( 20 )

  

  I went for the toilet but because it was dark I didn’t see the seat was up and nearly fell in. Mike and Kim renovated their house since I’d lived there, so it was now easier to get to the… Read More ›

• How the mist filled the valley in the morning with the light coming through

  By Bill Pearse on October 2, 2016 • ( 14 )

  

  Though it’s a Saturday there’s no one at the lake, just some birds on the shore bathing, a kids’ soccer game with shouting in the distance but it’s muted, it goes in and out with the wind. I can sit… Read More ›

• The blood in my dad’s beard

  By Bill Pearse on September 30, 2016 • ( 32 )

  

  The blood in my dad’s beard hardly looked real, more red-orange than ruddy, almost clown-like, but terrifying when he stretched his neck tendons and tightened his jaw, his eyes rolling like an animal in distress to show a lot of… Read More ›

• Father and daughter

  By Bill Pearse on September 29, 2016 • ( 10 )

  

  One day you will notice what the days do, how they curl and build and fall apart like the waves, most times indistinct, sometimes disappearing like socks in a drawer you can’t find, they fold over on themselves and get separated… Read More ›

• Early autumn mixer

  By Bill Pearse on September 28, 2016 • ( 18 )

  

  In the morning the moon was a hook and we sat under it going down. Lily and I went birthday shopping for Charlotte intent on a guitar and a bake set but came out with a $120 giraffe. No one… Read More ›

• 90s nostalgia: Brent Stavig | ‘Neverminding Seattle’

  By Bill Pearse on September 25, 2016 • ( 10 )

  In case you missed it, yesterday I announced a last-minute post on the 90s nostalgia theme I want to feature, two other blogs with a call for content, and more. Today’s guest post is from my friend Brent Stavig, on the… Read More ›

• The end of nostalgia (no, not really)

  By Bill Pearse on September 24, 2016 • ( 15 )

  First I need to come clean and say I’ve got one more 90s piece I’m sharing tomorrow even though I said I wouldn’t. It’s told by a musician trying to make it in Seattle pre-grunge who left for New York… Read More ›

• 90s nostalgia: Jon Eekhoff | ‘From the muddy banks of the Wishkah’

  By Bill Pearse on September 24, 2016 • ( 9 )

  Here we are now, on the day Nirvana released their breakthrough album Nevermind 25 years ago. I’m pleased to end the 90s nostalgia series with a piece by Jon Eekhoff today, and his memories of what it was like to live out here in… Read More ›

• 90s nostalgia: Walt Walker | Late night thoughts on a decade

  By Bill Pearse on September 23, 2016 • ( 35 )

  We are winding down a great week of 90s nostalgia, prompted by the 25th anniversary release of Nirvana’s Nevermind. I was hoping my friend Walt would come out of his box for the challenge, and he’s taken a pause from… Read More ›