Tag Archives: stream-of-consciousness

The grate-covered mineshaft seam

Posted on October 9, 2019 by pinklightsabre

I tried to lose myself in the woods again and came upon the grate-covered mineshaft seam, a grid of rebar set above a dark, mysterious hole. It looked like a mouth in the ground yawning, dripping. I balanced on the … Continue reading →

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Song for late summer

Posted on August 28, 2019 by pinklightsabre

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 →

Posted in prose, travel, writing | Tagged creative nonfiction, death, journal writing, Memoir, mindfulness, pacific northwest, short form, spirituality, stream-of-consciousness, travel, William Pearse writer | 18 Comments

The wind through our windows, Anchorage

Posted on August 17, 2019 by pinklightsabre

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 →

Posted in Memoir, travel, writing | Tagged creative nonfiction, journal writing, Memoir, mindfulness, pacific northwest, parenting, stream-of-consciousness, travel, traveling with kids, William Pearse writer, writing technique | 16 Comments

How the house felt after the kids left for summer camp

Posted on July 3, 2019 by pinklightsabre

Outside it was warm and the lupine stalks were bending down, some on their faces like mollusks gumming the ground but not making it very far, frozen mid-suck. The dog smelled bad, a telltale bad like she’d rubbed herself in … Continue reading →

Posted in identity, Memoir, parenting, prose, writing | Tagged aging, humor, identity, mid-life crisis, pacific northwest, parenting, prose, sense imagery, sentimentality, stream-of-consciousness, William Pearse writer, writing | 16 Comments

Hero’s pose

Posted on June 23, 2019 by pinklightsabre

We waited and waited but it didn’t seem like the marine layer would ever burn off. Lily had a date with a boy we hadn’t met named Colin, and I texted her to come outside so we could talk. And … Continue reading →

Posted in identity, Memoir, parenting, prose, writing | Tagged #amwriting, A Little Life, Gary Numan, kids and cutting, kids and technology, Memoir, mid-life crisis, parenting, prose, stream-of-consciousness, technology attachment, William Pearse writer | 8 Comments

The long descent through the quarry

Posted on June 21, 2019 by pinklightsabre

I got down on my hands and knees in the shower with a toothbrush and some baking soda paste. The web site said if the drain had a musty smell that was mold, but if it was more like a … Continue reading →

Posted in Humor, identity, Memoir, prose, writing | Tagged aging, creative nonfiction, existentialism, journal writing, mid-life crisis, pacific northwest, parenting, short form, stream-of-consciousness, William Pearse writer, writing | 15 Comments

Moss petting in Portland

Posted on May 26, 2019 by pinklightsabre

I went back to Portland, and it was the same as it always was. We got behind the quadriplegic at the neighborhood wine take out and the clerk put her bottles on the back of her buggy in a basket … Continue reading →

Posted in humor, identity, Memoir, prose, writing | Tagged animal spirits, humor, mid-life crisis, nature imagery, owls, Portland, Portland strip bars, prose, spirit guide, stream-of-consciousness, William Pearse writer | 11 Comments