Category Archives: About Writing “When I read the news,” my mother tells us, “I end up just crying.” I watch her, the way her eyes get a little watery as she tells of all the things she’s seen lately, the gruesome pictures of Syria, the US soldier killing innocent natives, the Kony situation. I nod, not knowing what to…  A while ago, I was asked the question, “My story, what I went through as a child, needs to be shared. How do I get willing to share the story in spite of all its ugliness?” At the time, I didn’t have the answer. But this morning, after padding across cold linoleum in bare feet…  As humans, true contentment comes difficult. s a writer, contentment isn’t even an option. So we dig deep and try harder, do more and dream bigger. And once in a while, that inherent nature born within us produces something beautiful. Beautiful, but flawed. So once in a while, we are called to stop for just…  “They could have built upward,” I thought. “It would have been the natural thing to do. But this. This water falling into the exact footprint of the destroyed building, into the shape of loss: it is unexpected.” |
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