Tag Archives: journal writing

The intensely masculine act of splitting wood

Posted on October 8, 2019 by pinklightsabre

I fantasized regularly about having a good woodpile. For me, woodpiles always represented a unique combination of order and comfort. Everything in its right place. But after three days of splitting wood every part of me hurt. On the third … Continue reading →

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The last Sunday in September

Posted on October 1, 2019 by pinklightsabre

The drive from Portland to Seattle on a Sunday morning in early fall. Fog lifting, leaves changing, the look of the clouds. Later how the fire consolidated down to a few logs glowing red. The pink in the western sky … Continue reading →

Posted in Memoir, prose, writing | Tagged journal writing, Memoir, mindfulness, pacific northwest, Portland, prose, short form | 4 Comments

The last day of the fair

Posted on September 27, 2019 by pinklightsabre

Going to the fair was less about going to the fair and more about reliving past times we wanted to hold onto. I’d never noticed it before, but all the rides were basically the same. In the same positions even. … Continue reading →

Posted in Memoir, parenting, writing | Tagged journal writing, Memoir, nostalgia, pacific northwest, parenting, short form

The phone can’t see what’s really real

Posted on September 19, 2019 by pinklightsabre

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

Posted on September 15, 2019 by pinklightsabre

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 (2): Shawn and Seamus

Posted on September 2, 2019 by pinklightsabre

This is a series of rewritten journal entries from the summer I spent in the south of France, the first entry here. Shawn Lee is my favorite bartender at my favorite bar, The Six Arms. He is often smiling, and … Continue reading →

Posted in Memoir, writing | Tagged creative nonfiction, humor, journal writing, letters and passageways, Memoir, metafiction, spirituality, travel, William Pearse writer | 12 Comments

Letters and passageways: the summer of ’98, south of France

Posted on September 1, 2019 by pinklightsabre

I went back to that summer I spent in the south of France, to recall what I could from my journals, letters, and photos. They resurfaced with the news of a friend who’d died, I’d last seen there—and played on … Continue reading →

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