Tag Archives: William Pearse writer

How I spent the back half of my summer, unemployed

Posted on September 16, 2019 by pinklightsabre

I took my time shaving, flossing, folding the laundry and putting away dishes. I took long, indulgent showers. In short, I slowed down. Stopped checking my phone. Went through things in the garage, reread old letters, threw out none. Sifted … Continue reading →

Posted in musings, writing | Tagged #amwriting, humor, pacific northwest, short form, William Pearse writer | 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 (4): Cathar country

Posted on September 11, 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. Allanah and Gregory seem to me a bit bats. It’s more Allanah with her self-taught fortune telling, Gregory’s … Continue reading →

Posted in Memoir, travel, writing | Tagged Carlos Castaneda, Cathars, creative nonfiction, French history, metafiction, metaphysical, William Pearse writer | 16 Comments

Letters and passageways (3): Rob and Paul

Posted on September 6, 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. 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 | 17 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 →

Posted in writing | Tagged John Pearse, journal writing, Memoir, mindfulness, south of France, spirituality, travel, William Pearse writer, writing technique | 22 Comments

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