A Happy Ending for My Novel? For My Son?
One of the publishers we sent my novel to wants a rewrite of the ending. While their readers said they …
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Seeing the Self in What We Love
I’ve become mesmerized by the quote below I found on The Beauty We Love. These first four lines, especially, move …
Pied Beauty, Poem & Paintings
Pied Beauty by Gerard Manley Hopkins Glory be to God for dappled things – For skies of couple-colour as a …
New Paintings, the Folding Hills of California
I’ve long loved the way the rolling hills along the coast of California fold together and overlap, the sensuality of …
Steeling Myself for Tomorrow: The Day After the Election
Recently, in a morbid mood, I told my husband that if the Democrats do not win back the House I …
This Moment Is Too Important to Sit Out
I’ve tried my best to steer clear of politics on this blog. I spent too many years in the trenches …
True Tales Growing Up in a Haunted House
Have you ever had any ghostly encounters? Each year around this time, I like to reblog a series of tales …
New Paintings, Trees and More Trees
Three new paintings, part of my forest series, I suppose, but really just playing with styles and possibilities. All three …
“Something in This Sleeping Earth” – Two by Whyte, One by Fiske
All My Body Calls All my body calls for something in this sleeping earth we call the spirit. But how …
Inside the Holy Grove of Gaudi’s Sagrada Familia
Stepping inside La Sagrada Familia cathedral is like walking into an enchanted forest. Your gaze goes and up and up, …
