But if you put yourself in the eyes of the audience would it change what you do onstage?
Creative Nonfiction
“Between thought and expression there lies a lifetime”
In the early morning before the sun comes up we sit in the dark with a candle and our coffees and ask how the other one slept. Letting the dog out and standing in the fog, hurrying back in beneath… Read More ›
“The things they carried”
It is a small but very precious part of me hanging in our front window.
You never give me your money
Lily, born today and growing up in that little house in West Seattle behind the Sub Shop #9 and the corner bar we never once visited, Chuck and Sally’s.
The new normal
The seam between winter and spring.
Song for March invocation
The awareness of how different it is here than in my neighborhood in the suburbs.
This life is a book I don’t want to finish
It’s a game where there is no winning, only the joy in the odd and unexplained.
5th and Hamilton
Maybe the art was in the refashioning of otherwise useless things.
At first, and then
That was the first time I realized that just because you put something in print doesn’t make it any better than it was from the start.
The strength of strings
I started to learn that to write is to live, and you can’t do much of the former without the latter.
Bill Pearse 