coprolites

I do not know why this is the word, only that once it came to me, I knew it was the one. . . . → Read More: coprolites

~thankful thursday~ the helpers

Into the isolation room she would hustle when the morphine drip beeped its “downstream occlusion” alarm, proclaiming, “it’s the song of my people!” And would joke along with us about how Nancy was just trying to get us to change the subject. . . . → Read More: ~thankful thursday~ the helpers

tidepool immersion ~ possibility

Rich took the day off for our wedding anniversary and we got to go tidepooling together. . . . → Read More: tidepool immersion ~ possibility

~summer shorts~ survivor

Wings made of something as fragile as tissue paper or gauze stretched across the thinnest wire, would melt in heavy rain, would shred in strong wind, would shatter in a freeze. . . . → Read More: ~summer shorts~ survivor

it’s no wonder

I’m reporting back from my first semester one-week residency, and I don’t think it will surprise anyone that I’m having a fabulous time in Writing School!

I thought I’d share one of my favorite quick ten-minute writing prompts from the workshop portion of the week, shared by my instructor Nadia Owusu, that she picked up . . . → Read More: it’s no wonder

tidepool immersion ~ pink moon low tide

I don’t often get photos of feather duster worms, so this was a special treat. . . . → Read More: tidepool immersion ~ pink moon low tide

the portal

The portal is open, the ideas are flowing onto the page, I am diving under each wave and coming up breathless and ready for the next. . . . → Read More: the portal

~rainbow mondays~ reflect

One of the things I’d like to remember for this year is finding out that going inward allowed me to, paradoxically, expand in ways I wouldn’t have guessed. . . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ reflect

tender and mild

 

I am placing this image of nine-years-ago Quinn drawing a whole bunch of baby dinosaurs “standing on the floor of the egg” here to signify that there’s a lot of writing going on, gestating behind the scenes. The sun ball lamp might be my egg incubator, and I am waking up early to . . . → Read More: tender and mild

~thankful thursday~ popcorn seeds

…the sun crested like a wave over the ridge, poured itself through great cylindrical columns into the coral reef of fungus arrayed across the layers of ancient trees, and sublimed in droplets from tiny jellyfish mushrooms swimming up a tree limb. . . . → Read More: ~thankful thursday~ popcorn seeds