NEARLY A YEAR…

I am no closer to achieving any dream than I was a year ago, and I would be lying if I said that I’m okay with that. I would be lying if I said that I’m perfectly fine with this ankylosing spondylitis body of mine. With the fatigue. With the pain. And how both of […]

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GHOSTS OF A HOME

The tiny, L-shaped room my father had once used as his office was even dustier than the basement.  It was a room of ghosts.  One layer of dust after another had settled on the contents: The bowling and baseball trophies.  The framed photo of me at age six in my pink trench coat wearing my […]

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MAPS

I was so inspired by seeing Tolkien’s maps of Middle Earth when I attended “Tolkien: Maker of Middle Earth” at the Ashmolean back in June.  He created drafts and drafts of various maps—adding and subtracting as he thought of things.  By his literally mapping out of the universe he created in his head….if we stepped […]

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‘INSTAR’

“The process of transformation consists mostly of decay and then of this crisis when emergence from what came before must be total and abrupt. But the changes in a butterfly’s life are not always so dramatic.  The strange resonant word instar describes the stage between two successive molts, for as it grows, a caterpillar, like […]

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ON NARRATIVE AND IMAGE

“Narrative is the chain that links our moments together.  But image is what we see in the dark of night, what we wake up with from dreams, what we remember when we recall those we love.  It is image that burns itself into our minds whether we want it to or not, and it is […]

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SPRING SNOW

Nearly 17 inches of snow fell yesterday in a much maligned spring snowstorm.  Every now and again I peered out the window to check the landscape, but the shades stayed down all day–my mind has been on daffodils and green and I just couldn’t bear to have a constant view of the heavy white stuff […]

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