Strange Dreams, A Poem
Strange Dreams You stood there heating your backside by the fireplace, I sat in bed telling you how real my …
Tag Archives: Deborah J. Brasket
Endings & Beginnings, A Writer’s Life
Well, I just finished rewriting the ending of my novel as requested by a publisher. We will see what they …
Virtual Love-Making, Why We Blog
Often when I leave comments on a blog posts that moved me, I write “I love this post” or “I …
The Rich and Sensual World of Scent
Lately I’ve become obsessed by scent. Perfume, to be more precise. I seldom wear it, which is why this obsession …
Riffing on Roses, Beauty Past Knowing
Lately I’ve been playing with roses, photographing them at different stages in bloom, at different times of day, against varied backgrounds, just …
Within the White Hot Flow of Writing
That’s where I am. Where I love to be. I began a new novel almost as soon as I finished …
Mothering the World, A Tall Order
My novel From the Far Ends of the Earth is about relationships between mothers and children and all the ways …
Bearing Witness – Art that Hurts, Art that Heals
So much of art-making is bearing witness–to things we love, to things that wound. And often they are the same …
A Walk on the Wild Side – For People Who Love Addicts
A few years ago I started an anonymous blog with the above title to talk about addiction. About trying to …
Walking Each Other Home – Why We Write
I’ve reread my novel after being away from it for well over a year. I did so with some trepidation. …
