I wanted to win an award of distinction at the writers’ conference I just attended. I sat at the banquet table in a plush chair that wooed me into feeling regally pampered, alongside the braised meat entrée and pasta that could double in richness as dessert. As the presenter passed through the [...]
I’ve written with the intent of publication since college, but with terrible follow through. I was delayed by the demands of heading a single parent household, and a lot of paralysis I could attribute to introversion.
I prefer book-length writing, so it’s only on occasion I’ve constructed throw away personal essays – or autobiographical chemical spills. They’ve moved through advancing computer file storage technologies without readership. Until now.
Welcome to my online library or virtual shoe box of castaway ruminations.
My Writer’s Life
A short essay read aloud, in the tradition of my father’s favorite pastime, audio books née books on tape.