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Tag Archives: creative nonfiction
The phone can’t see what’s really real
The month wore on. Though it was cool at night I left the windows open to hear the rain slap the patio. The light was different now, and struggled to make it over the trees. The grass had gone to … Continue reading
Posted in Memoir, parenting, writing
Tagged creative nonfiction, journal writing, Memoir, mindfulness, pacific northwest, parenting, social media addiction
22 Comments
Letters and passageways (5): trial runs
This is a series of rewritten journal entries from the summer I spent in the south of France, the first entry here. You wear it on your body, and you don’t even know what it means? Allanah grated potatoes onto … Continue reading
Posted in identity, Memoir, writing
Tagged creative nonfiction, death, John Pearse, journal writing, loss, symbols, travel, William Pearse writer
4 Comments
Letters and passageways (3): Rob and Paul
This is a series of rewritten journal entries from the summer I spent in the south of France, the first entry here. Rob and Paul seem like an unlikely gay couple to me, not knowing what gay couples are supposed … Continue reading
Posted in Memoir, travel, writing
Tagged creative nonfiction, humor, letters and passageways, Memoir, travel, William Pearse writer
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Song for late summer
The kids take pictures of me napping at unflattering angles. The first colors of fall start along the highway: the pink-purple fireweed against the green, the coming yellows and browns. Those black spruces leaning in the muskeg, long patches of … Continue reading
The wind through our windows, Anchorage
We tottered down the runway, wriggling inside the plane. Pale lead morning, 18 years since I’d flown to Alaska. That weekend before 9/11, the end of the tourist season, closing down the shops. Our kids now taking pictures outside the … Continue reading
