There wasn't enough bread for everyone. But there was enough bread for everyone but me, so I knew it would work out just fine. I think this is sometimes an inherited condition of being a woman: so long as others' needs are met, everything works out. That's what my mother modeled. Is this still what … Continue reading Sharing a Sandwich
Tag: Writing
Where does your writing come from?
When words scroll across the screen of my mind, sometimes I imagine writing on a tablet---more like an ancient stone tablet than a modern screen, with my thoughts guiding the chisel in effortless inscription. At other times, words flow across the same infinite screen that hosts the movies I make from memories. I just think … Continue reading Where does your writing come from?
In the Space of What Was 