Not surprisingly, I came to discover that there is no one by that name with a PO box in that small Blue Ridge mountain town whose name and zipcode appeared on the envelope. The namesake of the purported sender was…
It has not been all that long ago that I noted the phrase for the first time. What did she just say? And once having heard it, it pops up constantly at every turn. And it is driving me crazy(er).…
The Muse responds poorly to pressure. In fact, She cannot be conjured, cajoled or bribed. But it is possible to create the kind of accommodations that increase the likelihood that cerebral light bulbs will flash and pop, and an idea…
We asked of the small group of self-selected “magazine project” students how many thought of themselves as a writer. Most denied the claim outright. One said that she used to love writing, but had come across something she had written…
Image by fred1st via Flickr When the computer era came into my world (we’re talking mid-eighties here) I wasn’t able to compose a sentence without a pen or pencil in my hand. My brain translated thought processes into words only…
There was not a lot of empty space yesterday that started with an 8 am drive to Wytheville and ended with a photo-op (well, not so much an opportunity as a wife-generated imperative) to capture the final night of Vacation…