A Small Refuge of Beauty

When feeling overwhelmed by all the ugliness and vitriol being hurled around our country right now, may I suggest you take a few minutes and listen to these three short but evocative pieces by Erik Satie. You will feel better, I promise, just knowing there is such pure loveliness in this world

Flash Essay: The Comfort of a Stranger

Several years ago, I learned a lesson I’ve never forgotten: sometimes unexpected kindness arrives from the most unlikely places. It happened when I first learned that my dear friend Peter was gravely ill. My husband, Ray, waited two days before telling me about Peter’s diagnosis. I was buried in work with several students on their…

In Conversation with Myself: Work, Marriage, and Adventure

This was inspired by a writing prompt given by one of the colleges one of my students is applying to. It is not a thorough interview, just one aspect. 1) You have clearly done quite a few jobs in your life. Was that by design or did that just happen? I started out as a…

SCN Webinar: Making Fiction Out of Life: Finding the Emotional Truth

On Wednesday at 4:00 pm Pacific Time, I’ll be leading a webinar on autobiographical fiction. Using my novel Hope in a Time of Dying as a guide, we’ll explore how to transform lived experience into fiction. Together, we’ll look at the form’s history, examine authors who have used it successfully, and consider its strengths, challenges,…

We’re More Than Labels

Today, I did something a little unusual. I was tired and while resting I started mentally listing all the people I knew growing up. I’m from a little Texas town of 7,000, and there were 125 people in my graduating class. Most of those people started with me in first grade and went all the…

A Song That Still Speaks

Sam wrote this song in 1964 in solidarity with the Civil Rights Movement. His outrage was personal: in 1963, while touring in Louisiana with his wife and brother, they were turned away from an all-White motel. He later admitted he was inspired by Bob Dylan’s “Blowing in the Wind” and felt ashamed that as a…

From 9/11 to Now: Finding Unity in Times of Division

On the morning of September 11, 2001, my husband and I were lying in bed before taking our kids to school when Ray turned on the television to watch the morning news. Suddenly, I heard him say, “Oh, my God!” I looked up to see footage of the first plane plowing into the first tower…

Flash Fiction: Lesson from the Scrub Jay

“You could make a living doing that kind of thing,” Mary Jo said as she watched her sister refinish an oak coffee table in the shade of the backyard pecan tree. “I suppose I could, but I’ve never thought about it,” Louise said, running the tack rag gently over the sanded finish. “Maybe I’ll consider…