William Pearse publishes memoir, travel journals, poetry and prose.
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Tag Archives: parenting
The life of a dog
The sunset was now 8:51, sunrise 5:39. A thick layer of marine clouds on my morning walk to the lake, suggestion of fall by the gray color tones and ripples around the shore. Leaves starting to fall like a bunch … Continue reading
Posted in identity, Memoir, parenting
Tagged aging, mid-life crisis, Milan Kundera, nostalgia, parenting, sentiment, William Pearse writer
19 Comments
The day the rain stopped
The last rain fell on July 10. They were saying that was it, it would be a long time before it came back. When the rain ends in Seattle it’s like time stops—and when it returns it’s like an old … Continue reading
Posted in Memoir, parenting
Tagged journal writing, mid-life crisis, nostalgia, pacific northwest, parenting, Seattle, sentimentality, short form, William Pearse writer
21 Comments
‘Undead’
On the first day of summer I took my morning walk beneath a marine layer of clouds. The cool onshore flow was back, making the trees swish. The blackberry vines were starting to bud out with their green, knobby fists … Continue reading
Posted in Memoir, writing
Tagged Brian Eno, humor, indie-rock, journal writing, mid-life crisis, pacific northwest, parenting, Seattle, William Pearse writer
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‘Here we were’
It was so warm outside I could write with my shirt off in the shade. The maple tree by the sports court looked like one of the figures on Easter Island with its long face, except for the bat house … Continue reading
The Oxford comma
Dawn said there’s a cheaper treatment for lice, where you just put mayonnaise on your head and tie it off in a bag and then wait a couple hours, and they die from the oils. I learned about the Oxford … Continue reading
Posted in parenting, prose, writing
Tagged humor, pacific northwest, parenting, prose, stream-of-consciousness, suburbs, William Pearse writer
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Broken clouds
In the morning the tops of the trees were pale-pink from a sun I couldn’t see, and it was cool enough I needed a sweater for my walk. It was just me on the road until I got to the … Continue reading
Posted in Memoir, musings, writing
Tagged daily grind, flash memoir, humor, mid-life crisis, parenting, short form, William Pearse writer, work-life balance
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Each day, in-stead
It’d been a while since I took my morning walk to the lake. I couldn’t remember the last day I did but it didn’t matter, they all ran together. Passing the birds and rabbits I wondered how it felt for … Continue reading
Posted in Memoir, musings, parenting, writing
Tagged humor, mid-life crisis, mindfulness, nature therapy, pacific northwest, parenting, short form, William Pearse writer
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